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j    The  people  of  Trinity  Church  in  Boston  grew  weary  of 
jj    singing  the  authorized  Psalm-versions,  and  in  1808  the 
';    vestry  ventured  to  print  a  hymn  book  for  their  private 
!    use.     In   this  book  of  only  one  hundred  and  fifty-two 
I    hymns  fifty-nine  are   Miss  Steele's,  and  the  preface  ex- 
plains that  "  if  we  have  extracted  more  copiously  from 
Mrs.  Steele  than  from  any  other  writer,  we  have  done  no 
I    more  than  what  we  thought  due  to  her  poetical  superi- 
ority, and  to  the  ardent  spirit  of  devotion  which  breathes 
j    in  her  compositions.-     Such  a  tribute   from  within   the 
1    most    exclusive    of    denominations,    and    from    another 
j   country  than  her  own,  reveals   something  of  the  great 
j    influence  of  Miss  Steele's  hymns. 


H  Y  M  N;J:a 

SELECTED   FROM    THE 

MOST  APPROVED  AUTHORS, 

FOR  THE  USE  OF 

TRINITY   CHURCH, 

BOSTON. 

^  BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED     AND     SOLD     BY 

MUNROE,  FRANCIS,  &  PARKER, 

AT     THE     SHAKSPEARE    BOOKSTORE, 
NO.   4,     CORNHILL. 

1808. 


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PREFACE. 

If  Psalrnody  forms  not  always  a  most  plea- 
sing part  of  public  worship,  it  must  arise  from  the  iih- 
perfect  manner  of  its  execution.  It  is  rarely  executed, 
without  some  deficiency  in  language,  some  impropri- 
ety in  the  musical  composition,  or  some  defect  of  taste 
in  the  performers.  The  tunes,  which  prevail  through- 
out New-England,  are  considered  by  the  best  judges  as 
ill  calculated  to  make  serious  impressions,  and  to  kindle 
true  devotion.  Grave  and  solemn  airs  are  best  adapted 
to  this  purpose,  and  the  talents  of  the  first  masters 
have  been  employed  in  their  composition. 

Our  book  of  hymns  has  heretofore  been  very  imper- 
fect. It  contained  little  variety,  and  less  excellence.  The 
necessity  of  a  larger  collection  was  generally  felt ;  and 
at  length  the  vestry  authorized  the  present  publication. 

In  this  selection,  we  are  chiefly  indebted  to  Dr. 
Belknap,  whose  book  unquestionably  contains  the  best 
specimens  of  sacred  poetry  extant ;  and  if  we  have  ex- 
tracted more  copiously  from  Mrs.  Steele,  than  from 
any  other  writer,  we  have  done  no  more,  than  what  we 
thought  due  to  her  poetical  superiority,  and  to  the  ar- 
dent spirit  of  devotion,  which  breathes  in  her  compo- 
sitions. 

We  sincerely  congratulate  the  church,  on  this  acces- 
sion to  its  sacred  treasures,  and  on  the  opportunity, 
which,  in  future,  it  will  enjoy,  in  the  language  of  the 
great  apostle,  of  «  singing  with  the  spirit,  and  of  sing- 
ing with  the  understanding  also.' 


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HYMNS. 


HYMN  1. 

THE  SONG  OF  THE  ANGELS. 

For  the  Nativity  of  our  blessed  Lord  and  Saviour, 
Luke  ii.  ver.  8 — 15. 

1  I'Y  HiLE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  bj' 

All  seated  on  the  ground,  [night. 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

*'  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
"  And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "  The  Heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  fiixl, 

"  To  human  view  display 'd, 
*•'  All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swathing  bands, 
"  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  Seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song : 
.  A  2 


HYMN  II. 

"  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
**  Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men 

*'  Begin,  and  never  cease." 


HYMN  2. 

The  Song  of  Men  responsive  to  the  Song  of  the  Angels. 

1  While  Angels  thus,  O  Lord,  rejoice. 

Shall  men  no  Anthem  raise? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues, 
When  we  forget  to  praise ! 

2  Then  let  us  swell  responsive  notes, 

And  join  the  heav'nly  throng; 
For  Angels  no  such  love  have  known 
As  we,  to  wake  their  song. 

3  Good-will  to  sinful  dust  is  shown,^ 

And  peace  on  earth  is  giv'n ; 
For  lo !  th'  incarnate  Saviour  comes, 
With  news  of  joy  from  heav'n ! 

4  Mercy  and  truth  with  sweet  accord 

His  rising  beams  adorn  ; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  in  concert  sing— 
'  The  promised  child  is  born !' 

5  Glory  to  God,  in  highest  strains, 

By  highest  worlds  is  paid  ! 
Be  glory,  then,  by  us  proclaim'd, 
And  by  our  lives  display 'd ; 


HYMN  III. 

6  Till  we  attain  those  blissful  realms, 
Where  now  our  Saviour  reigns ; 
To  rival  these  celestial  choirs 
In  their  immortal  strains. 


HYMN  3. 

FOR    GOOD    FRIDAY. 

On  the  sufferings  of  our  blessed  Lord  and  Saviour. 

1  X  ROM  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 

Which  heav'n  and  earth  amaze  ? 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground  ? 
Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays  ? 

2  Well  may  the  earth,  astonish 'd,  shake, 

And  nature  sympathise !     * 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black ! 
Their  Maker,  Jesus,  dies ! 

3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree 

His  all-atoning  blood  I 
Is  this  the  infinite  ?  'tis  he, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 

4  For  me  these  pangs  his  soul  assail, 

For  me  this  death  is  borne ; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail. 
And  pointed  every  thorn. 

5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave. 

Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain ; 
O  have  me,  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save, 
Nor  bleed  nor  die  in  vain  I 


8  HYMN  IV,  V 

HYMN  4. 

FOR  EASTER-DAY. 
On  the  Resurrection. 

1  Since  Christ  our  passover  is  slain . 

A  sacrifice  for  all ; 
Let  all,  with  thankful  hearts,  agree 
To  keep  the  festival : 

2  Not  with  the  leaven,  as  of  old, 

Of  sin  and  malice  fed ; 
But  with  unfeign'd  sincerity, 
And  truth's  unleaven'd  bread. 

3  Christ  being  rais'd  by  Pow'r  Divine, 

And  rescu'd  from  the  grave. 
Shall  die  no  more ;  Death  shall  on  him 
No  more  dominion  have. 

4  For  that  he  died,  'twas  for  our  sins 

He  once  vouchsaf 'd  to  die : 
But  that  he  lives,  he  lives  to  God 
For  all  eternity. 

5  So  count  yourselves  as  dead  to  sin 

But  graciously  restor'd. 
And  made,  henceforth,  alive  to  God, 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

HYMN  5. 

For  the  same. 

1  Christ  froVn  the  dead  is  rais'd,  and  mudc 
The  First  Fruits  of  the  tomb ; 


4 


HYMN  VI. 

For,  as  by  man  came  death,  by  man 
Did  resurrection  come. 

2  For,  as  in  Adam  all  mankind 

Did  guilt  and  death  derive, 
So,  by  the  righteousness  of  Christ, 
Shall  all  be  made  alive. 

3  If  then  ye  risen  are  with  Christ, 

Seek  only  how  to  get 
The  things  which  are  above,  where  Christ 
At  God's  right  hand  is  set. 

HYMN  6. 

FOR  WHITSUNDAY. 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost!  Creator,  come. 

Inspire  the  souls  of  thine ; 
Till  ev'ry  heart  which  thou  hast  made 
Be  fiU'd  with  grace  divine. 

2  Thou  art  the  Comforter,  the  gift 

Of  God,  and  fire  of  love ; 

The  everlasting  spring  of  joy. 

And  unction  from  above. 

3  Thy  gifts  are  manifold,  thou  writ'st 

God's  law  in  each  true  heart ; 
The  Promise  of  the  Father,  thou 
Dost  heav'nly  speech  impart. 

4  Enlighten  our  dark  souls,  till  they 

Thy  sacred  love  embrace ; 
Assist  our  minds,  by  nature  frail, 
With  thy  celestial  grace. 


10  HYMN  VII. 

5  Drive  far  from  us  the  mortal  foe, 

And  give  us  peace  within, 
That  by  thy  guidance  blest,  we  may 
Escape  the  snares  of  sin. 

6  Teach  us  the  Father  to  confess, 

And  Son,  from  death  reviv'd. 
And  thee  with  both,  O  Holy  Ghost ! 

Who  art  from  both  deriv'd. 

« 

HYMN  7. 

For  the  same. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love. 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys ; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go. 
To  reach  eternal  joys ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ! 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs. 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  our's ! 


HYMN  VIII,  IX.  11 

HYMN  8. 

For  the  same. 

1  He's  come!  let  ev'ry  knee  be  bent; 

All  hearts  new  joy  resume ; 
Sing,  ye  redeem'd,  with  one  consent, 
"  The  Comforter  is  come." 

2  What  greater  gift,  what  greater  love, 

Could  God  on  man  bestow  ? 
Angels  for  this  rejoice  above, 
Let  man  rejoice  below ! 

3  Hail,  blessed  Spirit !  may  each  soul 

Thy  sacred  influence  feel ; 
Do  thou  each  sinful  thought  control, 
And  fix  our  wav'ring  zeal! 

4  Thou  to  the  conscience  dost  convey 

Those  checks  which  we  should  know ; 
Thy  motions  point  to  us  the  way ; 
Thou  giv'st  us  strength  to  go. 

HYMN  9. 

FOR  THE  HOLY  COMMtJNION. 

From  the  Revelation  of  St.  John. 

*1   JL  Hou,  God,  afll  glory,  honour,  pow'f, 
Art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Since  all  things  by  thy  pow'r  were  made. 
And  by  thy  bounty  live. 

*  Cbap.  iv. 


12  HYMN  X. 

t2  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb  all  pow'r, 
Honour,  and  wealth  to  gain, 
Glory  and  strength ;  who,  for  our  sins, 
A  sacrifice  was  slain ! 

J3  All  worthy  thou,  who  hast  redeem'd, 
And  ransom'd  us  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  coast, 
By  thy  most  precious  blood. 

^  4  Blessing  and  honour,  glory,  pow'r, 
By  all  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
To  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  the  Lamb  be  giv'n. 

HYMN  10. 

For  Ihe  same. 

1  My  God,  and  is  thy  table  spread? 

And  does  thy  cup  with  love  overflow  ? 
Thither  be  all  thy  children  led, 

And  let  them  thy  sweet  mercies  know ! 

2  Hail,  sacred  feast,  which  Jesus  makes ! 

Rich  banquet  of  his  flesh  and  blood ! 
Thrice  happy  he  who  here  partakes 

That  sacred  stream,  that  heav'nly  food! 

3  Why  are  its  dainties  all  in  vain 

Before  unwilling  hearts  display 'd? 
Was  noi  for  you  the  victim  slain  ? 
Are  you  forbid  the  children's  bread  ? 

t  Chap.  V.  12.  X  Chap.  v.  9.         §  Ver.  13. 


HYMN  XI.  13 

4  O  let  thy  table  honour'd  be, 

And  furnish'd  well  with  joyful  guests ; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  holy  pledges  tastes ! 

5  Drawn  by  thy  quick'ning  grace,  O  Lord ! 

In  countless  numbers  let  them  come. 
And  gather  from  their  Father's  board 
The  bread  that  lives  beyond  the  tomb ! 

6  Nor  let  thy  spreading  Gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  u  orid  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest 
Who  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun ! 


HYMN  11. 

For  the  same. 

1  A.Nt)  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God, 

Who  once  at  distance  stood  ? 
And,  to  effect  this  glorious  change, 
Did  Jesus  shed  his  blood  ? 

2  O  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise, 

To  bear  our  souls  above ! 
What  should  allay  our  lively  hope, 
Or  damp  our  flaming  love ! 

o  Then  let  us  join  the  heav'nly  Choirs, 
To  praise  our  heav'nly  King ! 
O  may  that  love  which  spread  this  board, 
Inspire  us  while  we  sing-— -• 

B 


14  ,       HYMN  XII. 

4  "  Glory  to  God  in  highest  strains, 
"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good  will  from  heav'n  to  men  is  come; 
*'  And  let  it  never  cease !" 


HYMN  12. 

ON    THE    NEW- YEAR. 

1  The  God  of  life,  whose  constant  care 
With  blessings  crowns  each  op'ning  year, 
My  scanty  span  doth  still  prolong, 

And  wakes  anew  mine  annual  song. 

2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead. 
Since  to  this  day  the  changing  sun 
Through  his  last  yearly  period  run. 

3  We  yet  survive ;  but  who  can  say, 

*'  Or  through  this  year,  or  month,  or  day, 

'*  I  shall  retain  this  vital  breath, 

"  Thus  far,  at  least,  in  league  with  death?" 

4  That  breath  is  thine.  Eternal  God ; 
'Tis  thine  to  fix  my  soul's  abode ; 
It  holds  its  life  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  world  unknown. 

5  To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign. 

Make  them  and  own  them  still  as  thine ; 
So  shall  they  live  secure  from  fear. 
Though  death  should  blast  the  rising  year- 


HYMN  XIII.  15 

6  Thy  children,  panting  to  be  gone. 
May  bid  the  tide  of  time  roll  on, 
To  land  them  on  that  happy  shore, 
Where  years  and  death  are  known  no  more  ! 

7  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  that  place ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Resounding  from  immortal  tongues : 

8  No  more  alarms  from  ghostly  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

9  O,  long  expected  year !  begin ; 
Dawn  on  this  world  of  woe  and  sin ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
To  sleep  in  death,  and  rest  with  God. 


HYMN  13. 

THE    CHRISTIAN'S    HOPE. 

1  iV^HEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker,  face  to  face ; 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought. 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought ; 


16  HYMN  XIII. 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclos'd, 

In  Majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul ; 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

4  But  thou  hfist  told  the  troubled  mind, 

Who  does  her  sins  lament ; 
The  timely  tribute  of  her  tears 
Shall  endless  woe  prevent. 

5  Then  see  the  sorrow  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groans, 
To  give  these  sorrows  weight. 

6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure. 
Who  knows  thy  only  Son  has  died. 
To  make  her  pardon  sure. 

7  Great  God !  with  wonder  and  with  praise  , 

On  all  thy  w^orks  I  look ; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  pow'r  and  grace, 
Shine  brighter  in  thy  Book. 

^  The  stars  that  in  their  courses  roll, 
Have  much  instruction  giv'n  ; 
But  thy  good  word  informs  my  soul 
How  I  may  soar  to  heav'n. 

9   The  fields  provide  me  food,  and  show 
The  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
But  fruits  of  life  and  glory  grow 
In  thy  most  holv  'Word. 


HYMN  XIV.  17 

10  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid, 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies ; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied, 
And  here  my  hopes  arise. 

11  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law, 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been ; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
Pardon  for  all  my  sin. 

12  Here  would  I  learn  how  Christ  has  died 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell ; 

Not  all  the  boolis  on  earth  beside, 

Such  heav'nly  wonders  tell. 

13  Then  let  me  love  my  Bible  more, 

And  take  a  fresh  delight, 
By  day  to  read  these  wonders  o'er, 
And  meditate  by  night. 

HYMN  14. 

ON    GRATITUDE    TO    GOD. 

1  ▼▼  HEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys ; 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise ! 

2  O  how  shall  words,  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravish 'd  heart  I 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 
B  2  -     , 


18  HYMN  XIV. 

3  Thy  Providence  my  life  sustaiii'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redrest, 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay, 

And  hung  upon  the  breast. 

4  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learnt 
To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

5  Unnumber'd  comforts  to  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow 'd 
Betbre  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

6  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conve} 'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

7  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  clear 'd  my  way, 
And  through  the  pleasii;g  snares  of  vice 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

8  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renew 'd  my  face  ; 
And  when  in  sins  and  sorrows  sunk, 
Reviv'd  my  soul  with  grace. 

9  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly  bliss, 

Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er; 
And  in  a  kind  aixl  faithful  friend 
Has  doubled  all  my  store. 


HYMN  XV.  19 

10  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts. 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

11  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

12  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  works  no  more, 
My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

13  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
For  oh  !  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

a 

,     HYMN  15. 

On  the  glory  of  God  in  the  Starry  Heavens  :  Being  a  transla- 
tion of  part  of  the  19th  psalm  of  David. 

1  i  HE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  etherial  sky. 

And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day. 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 

'  And  publishes  to  ev'ry  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  Hand. 


20  HYMN  XVI. 

3  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  vvond'rous  tale». 
And  nightly,  to  the  list'ning  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth ; 

4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 

"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  Divine." 


HYMN  16. 

On  the  Providence  of  God :  taken  chiefly  from  the  23d  Psalm 
of  David. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare. 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 

2  My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend  ; 
When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant. 


HYMN  XVII.  21 

3  To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landskip  flow. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread ; 
My  stedfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still; 

5  Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade  : 
Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 

6  Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile. 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


HYMN  17. 

For  the  Mercies  of  Redemption. 

1  A-LL-GLORious  God,  wliat  hymns  of  praise 
Shall  our  transported  voices  raise  ! 

What  ardent  love  and  zeal  are  due, 
While  heaven  stands  open  to  our  view ! 

2  Once  we  were  fall'n,  and  O  how  low ! 
Just  on  the  brink  of  endless  woe  ; 
When  Jesus,  from  the  realms  above, 
Borne  on  the  wings  of  boundless  love, 


22  HYMN  XVIII. 

3  Scatter'd  the  shades  of  death  and  night, 
And  spread  around  his  heav'nly  hght ! 
By  him  what  wond'rous  grace  is  shown 
To  souls  impoverish'd  and  undone. 

,4  He  shows,  beyond  these  mortal  shores, 
A  bright  inheritance  as  ours  ; 
Where  Saints  in  light  our  coming  wait, 
To  share  their  holy,  happy  state ! 


HYMN  18. 

For  Public  Mercies  and  Deliverances. 

1  S4LVAT10N  doth  to  God  belong; 
His  pow'r  and  grace  shall  be  our  song ; 
From  him  alone  all  mercies  flow  ; 

His  arm  alone  _subdues  the  loe ! 

2  Then  praise  this  God,  who  bows  his  ear 
Propitious  to  his  people's  pray'r  ; 

And  though  deliv 'ranee  he  may  stay. 
Yet  answers  still  in  his  own  day. 

3  O  may  this  goodness  lead  our  land, 
Still  sav'd  by  thine  Almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 

To  thee,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King ; 

4  Till  ev'ry  public  temple  raise 

A  song  of  triurhph  to  thy  praise  ; 
And  ev'ry  peaceful  private  home 
To  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 


HYMN  XIX,  XX. 

Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight ; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 


HYMN  19. 

On  God's  Dominion  over  the  Sea. 

1  GroD  of  the  seas  !  thine  awful  voice 
Bids  all  the  rolling  waves  rejoice  ! 
And  one  soft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  sink  them  silent  in  the  sand. 

2  The  smallest  fish  that  swims  the  seas, 
Sportful,  to  thee  a  tribute  pays  ; 
And  largest  monsters  of  the  deep, 
At  thy  command,  or  rage  or  sleep. 

3  Thus,  is  thy  glorious  pow'r  ador'd 
Among  the  wat'ry  nations,  Lord  ! 

Yet  men,  who  trace  the  dang'rous  waves. 
Forget  the  mighty  God  who  saves  ! 

HYMN  20. 

Which  may  be  used  at  Sea  or  on  Land. 

1  Lord  !  for  the  just  thou  dost  provide  ; 
Thou  art  their  sure  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 


24  HYMN  XXI. 

2  Though  they  through  foreign  lands  should 

And  breathe  the  tainted  air,  [roam, 

In  burning  climates,  far  from  home  ; 
Yet  thou,  their  God,  art  there. 

3  Thy  goodness  sweetens  ev'ry  soil, 

Makes  ev'ry  country  please  ; 
Thou  on  the  snowy  hills  dost  smile, 
And  smooth'st  the  rugged  seas  ! 

4  When  waves  on  waves,  to  heav'n  uprear'd, 

Defy'd  the  pilot's  art ; 
When  terror  in  each  face  appear'd, 
And  sorrow  in  each  heart ; 

5  To  thee  I  rais'd  my  humble  pray'r, 

To  snatch  me  from  the  grave  ! 
I  found  thine  ear  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  short  thine  arm  to  save  ! 

6  Thou  gav'st  the  word — the  winds  did  cease, 

The  storms  obey'd  diy  will, 
The  raging  sea  was  hush'd  in  peace, 
And  every  wave  was  still ! 

7  For  this,  my  life,  in  every  state, 

A  life  of  praise  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  \\  hen  death  shall  be  my  fate, 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 

HYMN  21. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Victory. 

1  Now  may  the  God  of  grace  and  pow'r 
Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ; 


HYMN  XXJI.  25 

Defend  them  in  the  needful  hour, 
And  send  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope, 

And  III  the  nauie  of  Israel's  God 
Pur  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up  ; 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

3  Some  trust  in  horses  train 'd  for  war. 

And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hosts  : 

4  Then  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear. 

And  let  our  trust  be  firm  and  strong, 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear. 

And  hymns  of  peace  conclude  our  song. 

HYMN  22. 

For  the  Use  of  the  Sick. 

1  ▼▼  HEN  dangers,  woes,  or  death  are  nigh, 
Past  mercies  teach  me  where  to  fly  ; 
Thine  arm,  Almighty  God,  can  aid,  • 
When  sickness  grieves,  and  pains  invade. 

2  To  all  the  various  helps  of  art 
Kindly  thy  healing  pow'r  impart; 
Bethesda's*  bath  refused  to  save. 
Unless  an  Angel  bless 'd  the  wave. 

John  V.  4. 


26  HYMN  XXir. 

3  All  med'cines  act  by  thy  decree, 
Receive  commission  all  from  thee ; 
And'  net  a  plant  which  spreads  the  plains, 
But  teems  with  health,  when  heav'n  ordains. 

4  Clay  and  Siloam's  pool*,  we  find, 

At  heav'ns  command  restor'd  the  blind  ; 
And  Jordan 'sf  waters  hence  were  seen 
To  wash  a  Syrian  leper  clean. 

5  But  grant  me  nobler  favours  still. 
Grant  me  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Purge  my  foul  soul  from  ev'ry  stain, 
And  save  me  from  eternal  pain. 

6  Can  such  a  wretch  for  pardon  sue  ? 
My  crimes;  my  crimes,  arise  in  view. 
Arrest  my  trembling  tongue  in  pray'r, 
And  pour  the  horrors  of  despair. 

7  But  thou,  regard  my  contrite  sighs, 
My  tortur'd  breast,  my  streaming  eyes  ; 
To  me  thy  boundless  love  extend  ^ 

My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  Friend. 

8  These  lovely  Names  I  ne'er  could  plead 
Had  not  thy  Son  vouchsaf 'd  to  bleed  ; 
His  blood  procures  for  human  race 
Admittance  to  the  Throne  of  Grace. 

9  When  sin  has  shot  its  poisofi'd  dart, 
And  conscious  guilt  corrodes  the  heart, 
His  blood  is  all-sufficient  found 

To  draw  the  shaft,  and  heal  the  wound. 

*  John  ix,  7.  f  2  King's  v.  10. 


HYMN  XXIII.  27 

10  What  arrows  pierce  so  deep  as  sin? 
What  venom  gives  such  pain  within  ? 
Thou  great  Physician  of  the  soul, 
Rebuke  my  pangs,  and  make  me  whole. 

11  O  !  if  I  trust  thy  sov'reign  skill. 
And  bow  submissive  to  thy  will, 
Sickness  and  death  shall  both  agree 
To  bring  me.  Lord,  at  last  to  thee. 


HYMN  23. 

On  Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  fV^HEN  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  distress, 

Our  God  deserves  our  song ; 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praise 
From  Hezekiah's*  tongue. 

2  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

Are  open'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  that  holds  the  keys  of  death 
Command  them  fast  again. 

3  When  he  but  speaks  the  healing  word,* 

Then  no  disease  withstands  ; 
Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly,  as  he  commands. 

4  If  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break, 

He  can  our  frame  restore. 
And  cast  our  sins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

*  Isaiah  xxxix.  9,  &c; 


28  HYMN  XXIV. 

5  To  him  I  cry'd,  "  Thy  servant  save, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  just ; 
"  Thy  pow'r  can  rescue  from  the  grave  ; 
"  Thy  pow'r  is  all  my  trust !" 

6  He  heard,  and  sav'd  my  soul  from  death. 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
Through  my  remaining  years. 


HYMN  24. 

On  the  same. 

1  IVly  God,  since  thou  hast  rais'd  me  up, 

Thee  I'll  extol  with  thankful  voice  ; 
Restor'd  by  thine  Almighty  pow'r. 
With  fear  before  thee  I'll  rejoice. 

2  With  troubles  worn,  with  pain  oppress'd, 

To  thee  I  cry'd,  and  thou  did'st  save  ; 
Thou  did'st  support  my  sinking  hopes, 
My  life  did'st  rescue  from  the  grave. 

3  Wherefore,  ye  Saints  !  rejoice  with  me, 

With  me  sing  praises  to  the  Lord  ; 
Call  all  his  goodness  to  your  mind. 
And  all  his  faithfulness  record. 

4  His  anger  is  but  short ;  his  love 

Which  is  our  life,  hath  certain  stay  ; 
Grief  may  continue  for  a  night. 
But  joy  returns  with  rising  day  1 


HYMN  XXV.  29 

Then  what  I  vow'd  in  my  distress, 
In  happier  hours  I  now  will  give, 

And  strive  that  in  my  grateful  verse 
His  praises  may  for  ever  live. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  blest  and  undivided  Three, 

The  one  sole  Giver  of  all  life, 
Glory  and  praise  for  ever  be. 


HYMN  25. 


\ 


Funeral  Consolations. 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  declares, 

To  those  in  Christ  who  die  ! 
"  Releas'd  from  all  their  earthly  cares, 
"  They  reign  with  him  on  high." 

2  Then,  why  lament  departed  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
Death's  but  the  servant  Jesus  sends 
To  call  us  to  his  arms. 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd  we're  secure, 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  gave  sin  its  strength  and  pow'r ; 
But  Christ,  our  ransom,  died  ! 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd. 

When  in  the  grave  he  lay  ; 
And  rising  thence,  their  hopes  he  rais'd 
To  everlasting  day  ! 
c  2 


30  HYMN  XXVI. 

5  Then  joyfully,  while  life  we  have, 
To  Christ,  our  life,  we'll  sing  : 
**  Where  is  thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 
"  And  where,  O  death,  thy  sting?" 


HYMN  26. 

Clu'ist's  Commission  to  preach  the  Gospel.  St.  Matth.  Chap.  x. 

1  Gro  forth,  ye  Heralds,  in  my  name, 

Sweetly  the  Gospel  trumpet  sound ; 
The  glorious  Jubilee  proclaim, 

Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

3  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  go, 

But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove, 
And  let  your  heav'n-taught  conduct  show 
That  ye're  commission'd  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  receiv'd, 

Freely,  in  love,  to  others  give ; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believ'd, 
And  by  your  labours,  sinners  live. 


HYMN  XXVII,  XXVIII.  31 

HYMN  27. 

The  same  Commission,  from  St.  Mark  xvi.  15,  &c.  and  from 
St.  Matth.  xxviii.  18,  &c. 

1  "  Gro  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 

"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  ; 
"  Explain  to  them  my  sacred  Word, 
"  Bid  them  believe,  obey,  and  live  ! 

2  "  I'll  make  my  great  commission  known, 

"  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  trne, 
*'  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
"  And  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  *'  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 

' '  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  Name ; 
"  Nor  let  my  Prophets  be  afraid,      [pheme. 
"  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jevvs  blas- 

4  "  While  thus  ye  follow  my  commands, 

"  I'm  M  ith  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 
"  All  pow'r  is  trusted  in  my  hands ; 
*'  I  can  destroy,  and  can  defend." 

5  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head  ; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heav'n  he  rode  ! 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMN  28.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

True  Happiness  only  in  God. 

1    W  HEN  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings, 
And  wanders  unconfin'd. 


32  HYMN  XXIX. 

Amidst  the  varied  scene  of  things 
Which  entertain  the  mind  ; 

2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  sacred  rest, 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

3  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 

Each  flattering  specious  wile, 
For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy 
But  our  Creator's  smile  ? 

4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  our  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

5  Great  Source  of  all  felicity. 

To  thee  our  wishes  tend  ! 
Do  not  these  wishes  rise  from  thee, 
And  in  thy  favour  end  ? 

6  Thy  favour.  Lord,  is  all  we  want. 

Here  would  our  spirit  rest ; 
O  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  us  fully  blest. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  29.     CM.     [«:] 

The  transforming  Vision  of  God. 

1  My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 
Afford  superiour  joy 


HYMN  XXX.  53 

To  all  the  flattering  world  can  give, 
Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 

2  But  clouds  and  darkness  inter^  cne, 
-    My  brightest  joys  decline  ; 
And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 

This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 

3  Lord,  guide  this  wandering  heart  to  thee ; 

Unsatisfy'd  I  stray; 
Break  through  the  shades  of  sense  and  sin, 
With  thy  enlivening  ray. 

4  O  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine, 

And  every  cloud  remove ; 
Transform  my  powers,  and  fit  my  soul 
For  happier  scenes  above.    ' 

5  Lord,  raise  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 

To  those  transporting  joys ; 
Then  shall  I  scorn  each  little  snare, 
Which  tliis  vain  v\  orld  employs. 

6  Then,  though  I  sink  in  death's  cold  sleep. 

To  life  I  shall  awake ; 
And,  in  the  likeness  of  my  God, 
Of  heavenly  bliss  partake. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  30.     L.  M.     [  b  ] 

The  Safety  of  Trusting  in  God. 

1   J-  HE  Lord,  my  Saviour,  is  my  light, 
What  terrors  can  my  soul  affright? 


34  HYMN  XXXI. 

Whilst  God,  my  strength,  my  life,  is  near, 
What  mortal  shall  alarm  my  fear  ? 

2  When  numerous  hosts  l^esiege  me  round, 
My  courage  shall  maintain  its  ground  ; 
Tho'  war  should  rise  in  dread  array, 
God  is  my  strength,  my  hope,  my  stay. 

3  This  only  bliss  my  heart  desires, 
To  this  my  ardent  wish  aspires. 

In  God's  own  house  to  spend  my  days, 
To  hear  his  word,  and  speak  his  praise ; 

4  When  troubles  rise,  my  guardian  God 
Will  hide  me  safe  in  his  abode ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  my  hope  shall  stand, 
Sustain'd  by  his  almighty  hand. 

5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart. 
Should  love  forsake  a  parent's  heart ; 
The  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend. 
Will  be  my  father  and  my  friend. 

6  Ye  humble  souls,  in  every  strait 

On  God  with  faith  and  patience  wait ; 
His  hand  shall  life  and  strength  afford ; 
Wait,  therefore,  ever  on  the  Lord. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  31.     L.  M    [b  or  «] 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  Lord,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name, 
I  place  my  hope,  my  only  trust ; 


HYMN  XXXI.  35 

Save  me  from  sorrow,  guilt  and  shame, 
Thou  ever  gracious,  ever  just. 

2  Thou  art  my  Rock,  thy  name  alone 
The  fortress  where  my  hopes  retreat ; 
O  make  thy  pov\'er  and  mercy  known. 
To  safety  guide  my  wandering  feet. 

3  To  thy  kind  hand,  all  gracious  Lord, 
My  soul  I  cheerfully  resign  ; 

My  saviour  God,  I  trust  thy  word, 
For  truth,  immortal  truth,  is  thine. 

4  I  hate  their  works,  I  hate  their  ways. 
Who  follow  vanity  and  lies ; 

But  to  the  Lord  my  hopes  I  raise, 

And  trust  his  power,  who  built  the  skies. 

5  What  perfect  bliss,  O  bounteous  Lord, 
Immensely  great,  divinely  free. 

Hast  thou  reserv'd  for  their  reward. 
Who  fear  thy  name,  and  trust  in  thee  ! 

6  Blest  be  the  Lord,  forever  blest, 

W  hose  mercy  bids  my  fear  remove  ; 
The  sacred  walls  which  guard  my  rest. 
Are  his  almighty  power  and  love. 

.7  Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  his  face, 
Let  sacred  courage  fill  your  heart ! 
Ho]De  in  the  Lord,  and  trust  his  grace, 
And  he  will  heavenly  strength  impart. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


36  HYMN  XXXII. 

HYMN  2>2.     L.  M.     [3s] 

Praise  for  National  Peace. 

1  Gtreat  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 

Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
And  rage  and  noise  and  tumult  reign, 
When  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  crimson  plain ; 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down. 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own,  [po\ver; 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  \Yith  balmy  wings, 
Reviving  commerce  spreads  her  sails ; 
The  fields  are  green,  and  plenty  sings 
Responsive  o'er  the  hills  and  vales. 

5  Thou  good  and  M'ise  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  Mill ; 

Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word. 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  ovu'  grateful  songs, 
I'hy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 

O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues 
Confess  thy  goodness  and  adore. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  XXXIII,  XXXIV.        37 
HYMN  33.     CM.     [x] 

Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earth,  and  Sea. 

1  'Ti  s  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flo'svers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  air,  and  earth  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky. 

Borne  by  the  winds  around. 
Whose  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrow  s  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

Watts, 

HYMN  34.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Divine  Protection,  Resignation,  and  Gratitude. 

I  TV^HEN  I  survey  life's  varied  scene, 
Amidst  the  darkest  hours  ; 
J) 


38  HYMN  XXXIV. 

Bright  rays  of  comfort  shine  between, 
And  thorns  are  mix'd  with  flowers. 

2  This  thought  can  all  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
No  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye. 

3  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

4  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart ; 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same. 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

5  Is  blooming  health  my  happy  share  ? 

O  may  I  bless  my  God  ; 
Thy  goodness  let  my  song  declare, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

6  While  such  delightful  gifts  as  these 

Are  kindly  dealt  to  me, 
Be  all  my  hours  of  health  and  ease 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

7  If  cares  and  sorrows  me  surround, 

Their  power  why  should  I  fear  ? 
My  inward  peace  they  cannot  wound, 
If  ihou,  my  God,  art  near. 

8  Thy  sov 'reign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight; 


HYMN  XXXV,  XXXVI.  39 

Yet  let  my  soul,  adoring,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  35.     CM.     [s&] 

The  Unchangeableness  of  God. 

1  Xhou,  Lord,  hast  earth's  foundations  laid, 

The  heavens,  a  glorious  frame, 
By  thine  Almighty  ^land  were  spread. 
And  speak  their  Maker's  name. 

2  Their  shining  glories  all  shall  fade, 

By  thy  controlling  power, 
Chang'd  like  a  vesture  when  decay 'd  : 
But  thou  shalt  still  endure. 

3  Thy  bright  perfections,  all  divinej, 

Eternal  as  thy  days  ; 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 
With  undiminish'd  rays. 

4  Thy  servant's  children,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  father's  God  ; 

To  latest  times  thy  favour  share, 

And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  36.     CM.     [  b  ] 

Humility  and  Contentment. 

lis  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 


40  HYMN  XXXVI. 

Or,  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

All  discontent  and  pride ; 
Nor  let  me,  in  erroneous  paths 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I'll  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

4  With  humble  pleasure  let  me  view 

The  prosp'rous  and  the  great ; 
Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
And  odious  self-conceit. 

5  Let  not  despair  nor  fell  revenge 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  ; 
O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woe, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

6  Feed  me  with  necessary  food, 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame ; 
But  give  me  eyes  to  view  thy  works, 
And  sense  to  praise  thy  name. 

7  May  my  still  days  obscurely  pass, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  let  me  for  the  parting  hour 
Incessantly  prepare. 


B.  Williams's  Collection. 


HYMN  XXXVII.  41 

HYMN  37.     CM.     [sg] 

Praise  for  temporal  and  spiritual  Mercies. 

1  Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

King,  guardian  of  my  days  ; 
My  heart  thy  mercies  would  record 
In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame, 

Was  thy  indulgent  care ; 
Before  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  my  infant  prayer. 

3  When  reason  with  my  stature  grew, 

How  faint  her  brightest  ray  ! 

How  little  of  my  God  I  knew  ! 

How  apt  from  thee  to  stray  ! 

4  When  life  hung  trembling  on  a  breath, 

'Twas  thine  almighty  love 
That  sav'd  me  from  impending  death, 
And  bade  my  fears  remove. 

5  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 

Where'er  I  turn'd  my  eye  ! 
How  many  past  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by ! 

6  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
But  ah!  in  vain  my  lab'ring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
D  2 


42  HYMN  XXXVIII. 

7  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies ; 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

8  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light, 
In  everlasting  praise, 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  38.     CM.     [x] 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  Gtreat  is  the  Lord  !  our  souls  adore  ! 

We  wonder  while  we  praise ; 
Thy  power,  what  creature  can  explore, 
Or  equal  honours  raise  ? 

2  Thy  name  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue, 

While  suns  shall  set  and  rise  ; 
And  tune  my  everlasting  song 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 

3  Thy  praise  shall  be  my  constant  theme. 

The  wonders  of  thy  power ; 
I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  bid  the  world  adore. 

4  But  sweetly  flowing  strains  shall  tell 

The  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  songs  of  grateful  joy  reveal 
Thy  spotless  righteousness. 


HYMN  XXXIX.  43 

5  How  large  thy  tender  mercies  are  ! 

How  wide  thy  grace  extends  ! 
On  thy  beneficence  and  care 
The  universe  depends. 

6  To  thee,  O  Lord,  for  daily  meat, 

Thy  creatures  lift  their  eyes  ; 
On  thee,  their  common  Father,  wait ; 
From  thee  receive  supplies. 

7  Thy  sov'reign  bounty  freely  gives 

From  thine  exhaustless  store ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 

8  Holy  and  just  in  all  its  ways. 

Is  Providence  divine  ; 
In  all  thy  works,  immortal  rays 
Of  power  and  goodness  shine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  39.     CM.     [«] 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir, 

Who  fill  the  realms  above ; 
Praise  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  fire, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praise,  ye  crystal  skies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  the  lustre  of  your  eyes 
Before  a  brighter  God. 


44  HYMN  XL. 

3  Thou  central  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whose  beams  create  our  days ; 
Join  with  the  silver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 

4  Blush  and  refund  the  honours  paid 

To  your  inferior  names  ; 
Tell  the  blind  world  your  orbs  are  fed 
By  his  exhaustlcss  flames. 

5  Winds,  ye  shall  bear  his  name  aloud, 

Through  the  etherial  blue ! 
For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

6  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  storms, 

The  troops  of  his  command. 
Appear  in  all  your  awful  forms, 
And  speak  his  potent  hand. 

Watts. 


.HYMN  40.     P.  M.     [«] 

Thanksgiving. 

1  O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
His  praise  in  the  great 
Assembly  to  sing. 
In  their  great  Creator 
Let  all  men  rejoice, 
And  heirs  of  salvation 
Be  glad  in  their  King. 


HYMN  XLI.  45 

2  Let  them  his  great  name 
Devoutly  adore ; 

In  loud  swelling  strains 
His  praises  express, 
Who  graciously  opens 
His  bountiful  store, 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and 
His  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorn'd. 
His  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence 
And  plenty  supplies : 
Their  loud  acclamations 
To  him  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded, 
And  reach  to  the  skies. 

4  Ye  angels  above, 

His  glories  who've  sung, 
In  loftiest  notes. 
Now  publish  his  praise  : 
We  mortals  delighted, 
Would  borrow  your  tongue  ; 
Would  join  in  your  numbers, 
And  chant  to  your  lays. 

Tate,  varied. 

HYMN  41.     CM.     [x] 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  A  G  A I N  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 


46  HYMN  LXI. 

Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

3  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join, 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn  ; 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings, 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

4  Jesus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 

With  strong  compassion  mov'd, 
Came  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 
To  save  the  souls  he  lov'd. 

5  The  powers  of  darkness  leagu'd  in  vain, 

To  bind  his  soul  in  death  : 
He  shook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
With  his  expiring  breath. 

6  Not  long  the  bands  of  death  could  keep 

The  hope  of  Judah's  line  ; 
Corruption  never  could  take  hold 
On  one  so  much  divine. 

7  Exalted  high  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Through  him  is  pard'ning  love  dispens'd, 
And  endless  blessings  flow. 

8  Now  to  our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Glad  homage  let  us  give ; 


HYJVIN  XLII.  47 

And  be  prepar'd  like  him  to  die, 
Tiiat  with  him  we  may  live. 

Mrs.  BarbAuld. 


HYMN  42.     L.  M.     [  b  ] 

Holy  Resolution. 

1  Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain! 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  ! 

A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  I  would  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  service  all  my  joy, 
Around  let  my  example  shine  ; 
Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ. 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul. 
My  solemn,  my  deter m in 'd  choice  ; 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control. 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire. 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

Mrs,  Steele. 


48  HYMN  XLIII. 


HYMN  43.    CM.     [  b  ] 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

1  Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise! 

What  snares  beset  my  way ! 
To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears ! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah  how  vain ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid. 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray,  tind  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up. 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  When  strong  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside ; 
My  God,  thy  povvcrful  aid  impart, 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide. 

6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ; 

And  never  let  me  go  astray. 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  XLIV,  XLV.  49 

HYMN  44.     L.  M.     [b  or  «] 

Uncharitable  Judgment. 

1  All-knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow ; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who,  among  men,  high  lord  of  all, 
Thy  servants  to  his  bar  may  call  ? 
Decide  of  heresy,  and  shake 

A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake  ? 

3  Who,  with  another's  eye,  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Revering  thy  command  alone. 

We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

4  If  wrong,  forgive;  accept,  if  right, 
Whilst  faithful  we  obey  our  light ; 
And,  cens'ring  none,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 

5  When  shall  our  happy  eyes  beholij 
Thy  people,  fashion'd  in  thy  mould  ^ 
And  charity  our  lineage  prove, 
Deriv'd  from  thee,  O  God  of  love? 

Scott 

HYMN  45,    L.  M.      [s^orb] 

Christ  our  Example. 

1  And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 
Such  let  our  conversatiofn  bfe ; 
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50  HYMN  XLV. 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife ; 
To  Jcbus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 
How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind. 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heav'jily  Father's  will. 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name. 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

6  But,  ah,  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are ! 
How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside ! 
Lord  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

We  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
O  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

Mrs.  Stsele. 


HYMN  XLVIr  5i 


HYMN  46.    L.  M.     [  38  or  b  ] 

The  Sabbath. 

1  A  N  0  T-H  E  R  six  days'  work  is  done ! 
Anodier  Sabbath  is  begun  ! 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest. 
Improve  the  day  that  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  praise  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  weary  minds ; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view. 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new ; 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day 

In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  ; 

The  Sabbath  thus  we  love  to  spend. 

In  hope  of  one  which  ne'er  shall  end. 

Stenne't. 


52  HYMN  XL VII,  XL VIII. 

HYMN  47.     L.  M.     [«] 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 
Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
If  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  powerful  hand 
Has  matchless  works  of  wonder  done ; 
And  shall  endure,  whilst  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  him,  the  overflowing  spring. 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  rich  supply  ; 
Whilst  those  who  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  will  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

Watts. 

HYMN  48.     CM.     [  b  ] 

The  Ignorance  of  Man. 

I  Behold  the  new  born  infant  griev'd, 
With  hunger,  thirst  and  pain ! 


HYMN  XLIX.  53 

It  cries  to  have  its  wants  reliev'd, 
But  knows  not  to  complain. 

2  Such  childhood  yet  I  must  confess, 

Though  long  in  years  mature ; 
Unknowing  whence  I  feel  distress, 
And  where  to  seek  its  cure. 

3  Author  of  good !  to  thee  I  turn  ; 

Thy  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone  can  all  my  wants  discern  ^ 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

4  O  let  thy  fear  within  me  dwell, 

Thy  love  my  footsteps  guide ; 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

5  And  since,  by  error's  force  subdu'd, 

My  oft  misguided  will 
Prepost'rous  shuns  the  latent  good, 
And  grasps  the  specious  ill ; 

6  Not  to  my  Avish,  but  to  my  want, 

Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 
Unask'd,  what  good  thou  knowest,  grant, 
What  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 

Merrice, 

HYMN  49.     CM.     [«] 

Benevolence  rewarded. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  tender  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 

E  2 


54  HYMN  L. 

To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  rais'd  in  vain. 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  gen'rous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woe  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms, 

'To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brirjfgs  unask'd  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love, 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  his  foe. 

5  Peace,  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

Peace  shall  to  him  be  given ; 
His  soul  shall  rest  secure  on  earth. 
And  find  its  native  heaven. 

6  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy,  from  above 
Descend  on  those,  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

V  Mrs.  Barbauld. 


HYMN  50.     CM.     [«] 

The  Joys  of  Heaven. 

1  Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 


Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue  ; 


HYMN  LI.  55 

And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Sorrow  and  pain  and  every  care, 

And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy  and  love  sincere 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul,  from  sin  forever  free, 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 
But,  cloth'd  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There,  on  a  throne,  how  dazzling  bright 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines, 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenl}^  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs ; 
And  endless  honours  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire ; 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 

We  join  the  angelic  choir.  , 

Mrs.  Stee'x.e. 

HYMN  51.     L.  M.     [«  or  b] 

Weary  Souls  invited  to  Rest. 

1  CvoME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distress'd, 
Come  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 


56  HYMN  LII. 

The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obc} , 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace. 
How  rich  the  gift,  ho\v  free  the  grace  i 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  3Tt  rejoice. 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  v^^ice.  ' 

5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
May  that  sweet  iiifiuence  in  our  breast, 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  rest. 

Mrs.  Steel?.. 

HYMN  52.     CM.     [«] 

Christ  the  King  of  Saints. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
The  Sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour  crown'dj 

With  glories  all  divine ; 


HYMN  LIII.  57 

And  tell  the  wond'ring  nations  round, 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

.^  Infinite  power  and  boundless  love 
In  him  unite  their  rays  ; 
You  that  his  heavenly  influence  prove, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do. 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain. 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  O  happy  period  !  glorious  day ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise. 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptur'd  lay. 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele'. 

HYMN  53.     CM.     [b] 

The  Consolations  of  Age. 

1  Eternal  God,  enthron'd  on  high. 

Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age. 

And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 


58  HYMN  LIV. 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page. 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years,  time  urges  on, 

My  strength  must  soon  decay  ; 
My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone. 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  cordials  shield  my  heart  ? 

5  But  thou  canst  cheer  my  mortal  hour, 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 
Support  me  by  Almighty  power. 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

6  Then  let  my  soul,  O  gracious  God, 

Ascend  to  realms  of  day  ; 
And  in  that  sacred,  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay. 

7  Throughout  the  heaven's  remotest  bound 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim  ; 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  sound 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

B.  Williams's  Collection. 


HYMN  54.     CM.     [«] 

Joy  and  Gratitude. 

X  Eternal  Love!  how  large  the  sum 
Of  blessings  from  thy  hand ! 


HYMN  LV.  59 

To  banish  sorrow  and  be  blest 
Is  thy  supreme  command. 

2  Joy  is  our  duty,  glory,  health, 

The  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
The  best  return  that  we  can  mai^e 

To  him  who  plans  the  whole.    ,         Young 

3  Whatever,  Lord,  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sov 'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

4  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

5  Let  the  blest  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Rippon's  Collection. 


HYMN  55.     L.  M.     [^g] 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  enlploy  ; 
Whilst  in  thy  temple  we  appear. 

Thy  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  earth  and  planets  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  cheers  the  whole ; 


60  HYMN  LVI. 

By  thee,  the  sun  is  taught  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  4 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Seasons  and  months  and  weeks  and  day^ 
Demand  successive  hymns  of  praise  ; 
Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

5  O,  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues, 
In  worlds  unknown,  pursue  the  songs. 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more, 

Liverpool  Collection. 

HYMN  56.     CM.     [«] 

Creating  Wisdom. 

1  Eternal  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise. 

Thee,  all  thy  creatures  sing ; 
With  thy  great  name,  rocks,  hills  and  seas 
And  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye. 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  There  dost  thou  make  the  globes  of  light 

Their  endless  circles  run ; 


HYMN  LVII.  61 

There  the  pale  planets  rule  the  night, 
And  day  obeys  the  sun. 

4  The  roaring  winds  stand  ready  there, 

Thy  orders  to  obey  : 
With  spreading  wings  they  sweep  the  air, 
To  make  thy  chariot  way. 

5  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 

Observe  thy  strong  command ; 
Thy  breath  can  raise  the  billows  steep. 
Or  sink  them  to  the  sand. 

6  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round. 

And  strike  our  feeble  sight, 
Through  skies  and  seas  and  solid  ground. 
With  terror  and  delight. 

7  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad ; 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

Watts. 


HYMN  57.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Walking  by  Faith. 

Fa^ith  is  the  brightest  evidence 
Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 

It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense. 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  light. 

It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 
Brings  distant  prospects  home ; 


6§  HYMN  LVili 

Of  thihgis  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  We  know  the  world  was  made, 

By  God's  almighty  word ; 
We  irnovv  the  heavens  and  earth  shall  fede, 
And  be  again  restor'd. 

4  Abrah'm  obey'd  the  Lord's  Command, 

From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promis'd  land. 
But  found  his  rest  in  hea\'en. 

5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 

The  promise  in  our  eye ; 
By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way, 

That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


HYMN  58.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  F  A  T  H  E  R  of  all !  Eternal  mind ! 

Thou  gfeat  and  good  alone ! 
Thy  children  form'd  and  bless'd  by  thee. 
Approach  thy  sacred  throne. 

2  Thy  name  in  hallow 'd  strains  be  sung ! 

We  join  the  solemn  praise ; 
To  thy  great  name,  with  heart  and  tongue, 
Our  cheerful  homage  raise. 

3  Thy  righteous,  mild  and  equal  reign, 

Let  every  being  own ;  ' 


HYMN  LIX.  63 

And  in  our  minds,  thy  work  divine. 
Erect  thy  gracious  throne. 

4  As  angels,  round  thy  seat  aboye, 

Thy  blest  commands  fulfil ; 
So  may  thy  creatures,  here  below^ 
Perform  thy  heav'nly  will. 

5  On  thee,  we  day  by  day  depend, 

Our  daily  wants  supply ; 
And  feed  with  truth  and  virtue  purie» 
Our  souls  which  never  die. 

6  Extend  thy  grace  to  every  fault, 

And  let  thy  love  forgive  ; 
Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
Nor  let  resentment  live. 

7  Where  tempting  snares  beset  the  way, 

Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
Avert  the  threat'ning  evil  near, 
From  our  unguarded  head. 

8  Thy  sacred  name  we  thus  adore, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
For  kingdom,  power,  and  glory,  Lord, 
Belong  to  thee  alone. 

Liverpool  Collection. 


HYMN  59.     CM.     [«} 

The  Universal  Prayer. 

1  J  A  THE R  of  all !  whose  cares  extend 
To  earth's  remotest  shore  ; 


64  HYMN  LIX. 

Through  every  age  let  praise  ascend, 
And  every  clime  adore. 

2  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  span, 

Thy  goodness  let  me  bound  ; 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
When  thousand  worlds  are  round. 

3  To  thee,  whose  presence  fills  all  space, 

The  earth,  the  air,  the  skies ; 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise. 
All  nature's  incense  rise ! 

4  Father  of  all !  whose  tender  care 

Does  every  want  supply  ; 
To  thee  I  pour  the  fervent  prayer. 
And  raise  the  filial  eye. 

5  What  blessings  thy  free  bounty  gives 

Let  me  not  cast  away  ; 
Who  gratefully  enjoys  and  lives, 
Does  the  best  homage  pay. 

6  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent ; 
At  aught  thy  'I'v  isdom  has  deny'd, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 

To  hide  the  faults  I  see ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show. 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 

6  Let  not  this  weak  unknowing  hand 
Presume  thy  bolts  to  throw. 


HYMN  LX.  65 

And  deal  destruction  round  the  land. 
On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 

9  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 
Still  in  the  right  to  stay ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 

10  This  day,  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot; 
But,  all  beneath  the  sun, 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestowed  or  not ; 
Tiien  let  thy  will  be  done. 

Altered  from  Pope. 


HYMN  60.     C.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Pnidence. 

1  Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heav'n-ey'd  prudence  be  my  guide, 

And  when  I  go  astray, 
Recal  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  ev'ry  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And  whilst  I  tread  life's  mazy  track. 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
F  2 


66  HYMN  LXI. 

And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart. 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 
Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ; 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispers'd, 
In  endless  light  above. 

Smart. 

HYMN  61.    L.  M.     [«] 

Prarte  for  Rain  and  Fruitful  Seasons. 

1  -Father  of  light!  wt  sing  thy  name, 

Who  made  the  sun  to  rule  the  day  : 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good !  from  thee  proceed 

The  copious  showers  of  genial  rain ; 
Which,  o'er  the  hill,  and  through  the  mead, 
Revive  the  grass  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Tlirough  the  wide  Vv^orld  thy  bounties  spread; 

Yet  thousands  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  goodness  fed. 
Transgress  thy  law,  abuse  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so,  shall  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care ; 
But,  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Receive  with  praise,  and  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  the  sun  more  grateful  shine. 

And  showers  in  welcome  drops  shall  fall ;  "^ 


HYMN  LXn.  67 

When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  our  God,  enjoy 'd  in  all. 

6  Jesus !  our  brighter  Sun,  arise. 

In  plenteous  showers,  thy  Spirit  send, 
Earth  then  shall  grow  to  Paradise  ; 
And  in  celestial  Eden  end. 

DODDRIDCB. 


HYMN  62.     CM.     [«] 

The  Excellency  and  Sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  Father  of  mercies!  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Treasures  beyond  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  fruits  than  nature  knows. 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

Our  study  and  delight ; 


68  HYMN  LXIIL 

And  still  new  beauties  may  we  see. 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord., 
Be  thou  forever  near ; 
Teach  us  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  our  Saviour  there. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  63.     CM,     [  «  or  b  ] 

The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

GroD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  counsels  to  perform  ? 
He  marks  his  footsteps  on  the  sea, 

And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

Deep,  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never  failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 

And  works  his  sov 'reign  will. 

Let  fearful  saints  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  they  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

In  blessings  on  their  head. 

Judge  not  the  Lord  by  ^eeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 

Behind  a  frowning  Providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour ; 


HYMN  LXIV.  69 


The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 

God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


COWPRR. 


HYMN  64.     L.  M.     [  b  ] 

Unceasing  Praise. 

GroD  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 
My  grateful  tongue  shall  sound  thy  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  dawning  light. 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises  rais'd  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail. 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 
Joy  through  my  feeble  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  those  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

But  when  the  final  conflict's  o'er, 
My  spirit  chain 'd  to  flesh  no  more ; 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

Soon  shall!  learn  th'  exalted  strains, 
Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains ; 


70  HYMN  LXV. 

And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

6  This  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  can  live  ; 
A  work  so  vast,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  a  whole  eternity. 

OODDKIDGJ. 


,    HYMN  ^S,    CM.     [  b  ] 

Trugt  in  Qod. 

1  Gtreat    Source  of  boundless  power  and 
Attend  my  mournful  cry  ;  [gJ^ace  ! 

In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
To  thee  alone  I  fly. 

1  Thou  art  my  strength,  my  life,  my  stay ; 
Assist  my  feeble  trust ; 
Drive  these  distressing  fears  away, 
And  raise  me  from  the  dust. 

3  Fain  would  I  call  thy  grace  to  mind, 

And  trust  thy  glorious  name  ; 
Jehovah,  powerful,  wise,  and  kind. 
Forever  is  the  same. 

4  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart. 

When  earthly  comforts  die  ; 
Thy  voice  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
And  raise  my  pleasures  high. 

5  Here  let  me  rest,  on  thee  depend, 

My  God.,  my  hope,  my  all ; 


HYMN  LXVI.  n 


Be  thou  my  everlasting  fri'eiid, 
And  I  shall  nex-^r  fall. 


Smart. 


HYMN  66.     G.  M.     [«] 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  (Saiitious  step's 

Still  keep  the  gokfen  ttrean  ; 
Whose  life,  by  wisdom^  rules  Well  formed, 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  Not  of  himself  he  highly  thinks, 

Nor  acts  the  boaster's  part ; 
His  modest  tongue  the  language  speaks 
Of  his  more  humble  heart. 

3  Not  in  base  scandal's  arts  he  deals, 

For  truth  is  in  his  breast ; 
With  grief,  he  sees  his  neighbour's  faults, 
And  thinks  and  hopes  the  best. 

4  What  blessings  bounteous  Heaven  bestows, 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart ; 
With  temp'rance  he  receives  his  food, 
And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 

5  To  sect  and  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confin'd  ; 
The  good  he  loves,  of  every  name. 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

6  Pure  is  his  zeal,  the  offspring  fail" 

Of  truth  and  peaceful  love ; 


72  HYMN  LXVII. 

The  bigot's  rage  can  never  dwell 
Where  rests  the  heavenly  dove, 


HYMN  67.     CM.     [b] 

Walking  in  Darkness,  and  trusting  in  God. 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan. 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs  j 
When  will  the  tedious  night  be  gone? 

And  when  the  dawn  arise  ? 

My  God !  O  could  I  make  the  claim, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ! 
And  call  thee  mine,  by  every  name 

On  which  thy  saints  depend  ! 

By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat ; 
Nor  should  my  humble  hope  remove, 

Nor  leave  thy  sacred  seat. 

Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay  ; 
Here  will  I  rest  till  light  returns. 

Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
Thy  love  can  make  my  sorrow  cease. 

And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 
And  bless  thy  healing  rays  ; 


HYMN  LXVin.  73 

And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 

To  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  68.     CM.     [«] 

Preservation  at  Sea,  and  in  foreign  Countries. 

1  xxow  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord, 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Kternal  Wisdom  is  our  guide, 
Our  help  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care ; 
Through  burning  climes  we  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  infected  air. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  every  soil ; 

Makes  every  region  please ; 
The  hoary  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  boist'rous  seas. 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  devoutly  think, 

How  widi  affrighted  eyes, 
Thou  saw'st  the  wide  extended  deep^ 
In  all  its  horrors  rise. 

5  Confusion  dwelt  in  every  face^ 

And  fear  in  every  heart ; 
When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulphs  in  gulphs 
O'ercame  the  pilot's  art. 

6  Yet  then,  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord) 

Thy  mercy  set  me  free  ; 


74  HYMN  LXIX. 

Whilst,  in  the  confidence  of  prayer, 
My  hope  repos'd  on  thee. 

7  The  storm  was  laid,  the  winds  retir'd, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea  that  roar'd  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  was  still. 

8  In  midst  of  dangers  and  of  death, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore ; 

I'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past. 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

(Supposed)  Addison. 

HYMN  69.     CM.     [  »:  or  b  ] 

Pardoning  Mercy> 

1  How  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord ! 
How  oft  my  erring  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  thy  word  ! 

2  Yet  sov'reign  mercy  cries  "  return," 

Lord,  at  thy  call,  I  come ; 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn, 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive ; 

And  all  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardon 'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wond'rous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  poweir 

How  glorious  1  how  divine! 


HYMN  LXX.  75 


That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  ! 

Thy  pard'ning  love,  forever  free, 
With  rapture  I  adore  ; 

Lord,  I  devote  myself  to  thee, 
And  long  to  love  thee  more. 


Mrs.  Steels. 


HYMN  70.    L.  M.     [  38  w  b  ] 

The  Example  of  Christ. 

1  IVIy  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  life  thy  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

Q  Such  was  thy  piety  and  zeal, 
Thy  deference  to  thy  father's  will ; 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 
I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnisrht  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desart  thy  temptations  knew. 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern,  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name, 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

•WatIs. 


HYMN  LXXI,  LXXII. 


HYMN  71.     CM.     [b] 

The  Frailty  aftd  FoUy  of  Man. 

1  How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life! 

How  vast  our  souls'  affairs  ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  stor}^  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedless  on ; 
And  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sov 'reign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high ; 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 


Watts. 


HYMN  72.     S.  M.     [  b  ] 

Compassion  and  For^veness. 

I  I  HEAR  the  voice  of  woe  ! 

I  hear  a  brother's  sigh  ! 
Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow, 

With  tears  of  love,  mine  eye. 


HYMN  LXXII.  77 

2  I  hear  the  thirsty  cry ! 
The  hungry  beg  for  bread ! 

Then  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply. 
My  hand  its  bounty  shed. 

3  The  debtor  humbly  sues, 
Who  would,  but  cannot  pay ; 

And  shall  I  lenity  refuse. 
Who  need  it  every  day  ; 

4  Shall  not  my  wrath  relent, 
Touch'd  by  that  humble  strain, 

My  brother  crying  "  I  repent, 
"  Nor  will  offend  again?'* 

5  If  not,  how  shall  I  dare 
Appear  before  thy  face, 

Great  God !  and  how  present  the  prayer 
For  thy  forgiving  grace  ? 

6  They  who  forgive,  shall  find 
Remission,  in  that  day. 

When  all  the  merciful  and  kind 
Thy  pity  shall  repay. 

7  But  all  who  here  below 
Mercy  refuse  to  grant. 

Shall  judgment  without  mercy  know. 
When  mercy  most  they  want. 


g2 


78         HYMN  LXXIII,  LXXIV. 


HYMN  73.     CM.     [«] 

Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel. 

1  I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause ; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands. 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands. 
Till  the  deci:->ive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  o^^'n  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face ; 

And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


Wat'^. 


HYMN  74.     S.  M.     [ssor  b] 

The  Love  of  Truth. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye ; 
But  Christian  truths  the  test  in\ite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 


HYMN  LXXV.  7* 

2  A  meek  inquiring  mind, 
Lord,  help  us  to  maintain ; 

That  growing  knowledge  we  may  find, 
And  growing  virtue  gain. 

3  With  understanding  bless'd, 
Created  to  be  free, 

Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Give  us  the  light  we  need, 
Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill ; 

From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice,  our  will. 

5  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart. 
May  we  with  firmness  own ; 

Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

DODDRIDCi. 


HYMN  75.     CM.     [«] 

A  Song  of  Praise. 

1  Indulgent  Father,  how  divine, 

How  bright  thy  glories  are ! 
Through  nature's  ample  round  they  shine, 
Thy  goodness  to  declare. 

2  But,  in  the  nobler  work  of  grace, 

What  winning  mercy  smiles ! 
In  my  divine  redeemer's  face, 
And  every  fear  beguiles. 


80  HYMN  LXXVI. 

3  Such  wonders,  Lord,  while  I  survey. 

To  thee  my  thanks  shall  rise  ; 
When  morning  ushers  in  the  day, 
Or  evening  veils  the  skies. 

4  When  glimmering  life  resigns  its  flame,. 

Thy  praise  shall  tune  my  breath ; 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 
Shall  gild  the  shades  of  death. 

5  But,  O  how  blest  my  song  shall  rise, 

When  freed  from  feeble  clay  ; 
And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  eyes, 
In  one  eternal  day  ! 

G  Not  seraphs,  who  resound  thy  name 
Through  the  etherial  plains, 
Shall  glow  with  a  diviner  flame, 
Or  raise  sublimer  strains. 


SOWDEN. 


HYMN  76.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

O  COULD  I  soar  to  worlds  above. 
That  blessed  state  of  peace  and  love  ! 
How  gladly  would  I  mount  and  fly 
On  angels'  wings  to  joys  on  high  ! 

But  ah  !  still  longer  must  I  stay, 
Ere  darksome  night  is  chang'd  to  day  ; 
More  crosses,  sorrows,  conflicts  bear, 
Expos'd  to  trials,  pains  and  care. 


HYMN  LXXVII.  81 

3  Well,  let  these  troubles  still  abound, 
Let  thorns  and  briars  fill  the  ground  ; 
Let  storms  and  tempests  dreadful  come, 
Till  I  arrive  at  heaven  my  home. 

4  My  Father  knows  what  road  is  best, 
And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  rest ; 
To  him  I  cheerful  give  my  all. 

Go  where  he  leads,  and  wait  his  call. 

5  When  he  commands  my  soul  away. 
Not  kingdoms  then  shall  tempt  my  stay  ; 
With  rapture  I  shall  wake,  and  rise 

To  join  my  friends  above  the  skies. 

PRor». 


HYMN  77.     CM.     [jg] 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Indulgent  God,  whose  bounteous  care, 

O'er  all  thy  works  is  shown, 
O  let  my  grateful  praise  and  prayer 
Arise  before  thy  throne. 

2  What  mercies  has  this  day  bestow 'd  ! 

How  largely  hast  thou  bless'd ! 
My  cup  with  plenty  overflow 'd. 
With  cheerlulness  my  breast. 

3  Now  may  soft  slumbers  close  my  eyes, 

From  pain  and  sickness  free ; 
And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise, 
To  meditate  on  thee. 


m  HYMN  LXXVIII. 

4  Thus  bless  each  future  day  and  night, 
Till  life's  vain  scene  is  o'er ; 
And  then  to  realms  of  endless  light, 
O  let  my  spirit  soar. 

Liverpool  Collection. 


HYMN  78.     CM.     [sg] 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  liORD,  thou  art  good,  all  nature  shows 

Thee  full  and  free  and  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Nor  can  it  be  confin'd. 

2  The  whole  in  every  part  proclaims 

Thy  infinite  good  will ! 
It  shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  hill. 

3  It  fills  the  wide  extended  main. 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide;; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Still  hath  it  been  diffiis'd  and  free. 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be. 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  all  its  parts ; 
Lord,  may  thy  goodness  draw  our  eyes, 
And  captivate  our  hearts* 


HYMN  LXXIX.  83 

6  High  admiration  let  it  raise, 

And  kind  affections  move  ; 

Employ  our  tongues  in  hymns  of  praise, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 

Liverpool  CollectioJi 


HYMN  79.     C.  M.     [«or  b] 

God  our  Portion.    Psalm  iv.  6,  7. 

1  In  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 

For  true  substantial  good  ; 
Whilst  earth  confines  their  low  desires, 
They  live  on  airy  food. 

2  Illusive  dreams  of  happiness 

Their  eager  thoughts  employ  ; 
They  wake,  convinc'd  their  boasted  bliss 
Was  visionary  joy. 

3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows^ 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind  ; 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

4  Be  gone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ! 

I  seek  some  solid  good  !       i 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise, 
The  favour  of  my  God. 

5  To  thee,  my  God,  my  soul  aspires ; 

Dispel  these  shades  of  night; 
Enlarge  and  fill  these  vast  desires 
With  infinite  delights 


U  HYMN  LXXX. 

6  Immortal  joy  thy  smiles  impart, 
Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray  ; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  w  ill  glad  my  heart, 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

Mrs.  Stzex-B- 


HYMN  80.    CM.     [«] 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence- 

1  X  SING  the  mighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise  ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food  : 
He  form'd  the  creatures  by  his  word, 
And  then  pronounc'd  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed. 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye  ! 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky. 

5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known ; 
The  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow. 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 


HYMN  LXXXI.  85 

6  Creatures,  as  num'rous  as  they  be, 
Are  subject  to  thy  care ; 
There's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 


Watts. 


HYMN  81.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Christ  the  Way  to  God. 

In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder 'd  in  a  doubtful  road. 

Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine, 
Is  glv'n  by  everlasting  love. 
To  lead  our  souls  to  joys  divine ; 
No  other  name  will  God  approve. 

Eternal  life  thy  words  impart. 
On  these,  my  fainting  spirit  lives ; 
Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  power  of  nature  gives. 

To  whom  but  thee,  shall  mortals  go, 
To  find  the  true  and  living  way. 
That  leads  us  through  this  world  of  woe 
To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

Here  let  my  constant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  lieavenly  way  depart ! 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide, 
Direct  my  steps,  and  rule  my  heart. 

H 


86  HYMN  LXXXII. 

6  In  thee,  my  great  almighty  Friend, 
My  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  82.     L.  M.     [3^] 

The  Blessing  of  the  Gospel. 

1  In  various  forms,  to  saints  of  old, 
God  did  his  mind  and  will  unfold ; 
But  Christ,  commission 'd  from  above, 
Hath  now  reveal'd  his  grace  and  love. 

2  We  read  the  volume  of  thy  word. 
That  book  of  life,  that  true  record  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
Is  by  this  sure  conveyance  given. 

3  His  kindest  thoughts  are  here  exprest ; 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest ; 

His  doctrines  are  divinely  true. 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4  We  render  thanks  to  God  above, 

For  his  rich  grace  and  boundless  love  ; 
Let  all  mankind  receive  his  word, 
And  every  nation  bless  the  Lord. 

Liverpool  Collection 


HYMN  LXXXIII.  87 

HYMN  83.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

In  a  Thunder  Storm. 

1  liET  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 
To  shelt'ring  cav^erns  "fly, 
And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate 
Which  thunders  through  the  sky  : 

-2  Protected  by  that  hand,  whose  law 
I'he  threatening  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure, 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

3  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 

The  lightning's  horrid  glare. 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  Power 
Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

4  Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene, 

By  different  ways  pursu'd, 
The  one  eternal  end  of  Heav'n 
Is  universal  good. 

5  With  like  beneficent  effect, 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows, 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
And  blushes  in  the  rose. 

6  When  through  creation's  vast  expanse 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres. 
And  shake  the  guilty  soul : 


I  HYMN  LXXXIV.       ' 

Unmov'd,  may  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 

Of  everlasting  day. 

Mrs.  Carter 


HYMN  84.     CM.     [  38  or  b  ] 

Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

1  liET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  ive  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass,  our  bodies  stand,. 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  flesh  contains  a  thousand  springs. 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange  !  tliat  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long ! 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  made  us  first ; 

Salvation  to  th'  almighty  Name 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  Whilst  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore : 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs. 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

Watts.. 


HYMN  LXXXV.  89 


HYMN  85,     CM.     [  b  ] 

On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

1  liiFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 

How  soon  the  vapour  flies ! 

Man  is  a  tender  transient  flower, 

That  in  the  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads,  hke  winter,  frozen  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more  ; 
Where  now  are  fled  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleas'd  our  eyes  before  ? 

3  The  once  lov'd  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 

4  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 

And  lo !  stern  winter  flies  ! 
And,  drest  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flowery  tribes  arise. 

5  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When,  what  we  now  deplore 
Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom,  to  fade  no  more. 

6  Then  cease,  fond  nature,  dry  thy  tears, 

Religion  points  on  high ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  never  die. 

Mrs.  Steele, 
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90  HYMN  LXXXVI. 

HYMN  86.     L.  M.     [  b  ]    ' 

Life  and  Death. 

1  liiFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  whilst  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn. 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  which  God  has  giv'n, 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die. 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 

Their  mem'ry  and  their  sense  are  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Their  hatred  and  their  love  are  lost ; 
Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

5  No  acts  of  pardon  can  be  past 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste : 

For  no  repentance  can  be  found. 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6  Then,  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 

My  soul,  with  all  thy  might  pursue ; 

Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest, 

Obey,  and  be  forever  blest. 

Watts. 


HYMN  LXXXVII.  91 


HYMN  87.     CM.     [*] 

Creation  and  Providence. 

1  liORD,  when  my  raptur'd  thought  surveys 

Creati9n's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  my  soul  adore. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  the  hand  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms 

In  earth  and  sea  and  air ; 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
Almighty  power  declare. 

4  All  rose  to  life  at  thy  command, 

And  wait  their  daily  food 
From  thy  paternal,  bounteous  hand, 
Exhaustless  spring  of  good  ! 

5  The  meads,  array 'd  in  beauteous  green. 

With  wholesome  herbage  crown'd  ; 
The  fields  with  corn,  a  richer  scene, 
Spread  thy  full  bounties  round. 

6  The  fruitful  tree,  the  blooming  flower, 

In  varied  charms  appear  ; 
Their  varied  charms  display  thy  power, 
Thy  goodness  all  declare. 


92  HYMN  LXXXVIII. 

7  The  sun's  productive  quick'ning  beams 

The  growing  verdure  spread  ; 
Refreshing  rains  and  cooling  streams 
His  gentle  influence  aid. 

8  The  moon  and  stars  his  absent  light 

Reflect  with  borrow 'd  rays ; 
And  deck  the  sable  vale  of  night, 
And  speak  their  Maker's  praise. 

Mrs.  Steelj 


HYMN  88.     L.  M.      [  «c  or  b  ] 

Faith  in  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice. 

1  liORD,  when  my  thoughts  delighted  rove 
Amidst  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 

Glad  hope  revives  my  drooping  heart, 
And  bids  intruding  fear  depart. 

2  But  whilst  thy  sufferings  I  survey, 
And  faith  enjoys  a  heavenly  ray, 
These  dear  memorials  of  thy  pain 
Present  anew  the  dreadful  scene. 

3  I  hear  thy  groans,  m  ith  deep  surprize. 
And  view  thy  wounds  with  weeping  eyes; 
Each  bleeding  wound,  each  dying  groan. 
With  anguish  fiU'd,  and  pains  unknown. 

4  For  mortal  crimes,  a  sacrifice. 
The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies  ; 
What  love,  M^hat  mercy,  how  divine  ! 
And  can  I  call  the  Saviour  mine  ? 


HYMN  LXXXIX.  9S 

Repenting  sorrow  fills  my  heart, 
"But  mingling  joy  allays  the  smart ; 
O  may  my  future  life  declare 
The  sorrow  and  the  joy  sincere. 

Be  all  my  heart,  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise  ; 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  89.     L.  M.     [«] 

Folly  cured  by  Affliction. 

1  liow  at  thy  gracious  feet  I  bend, 
My  God,  my  everlasting  friend, 
Permit  the  claim ;  O  let  thine  ear 
My  humble  suit  indulgent  hear. 

2  Lord,  thou  hast  bid  me  seek  thy  face, 
And  ask  of  thee,  thy  promis'd  grace; 
O  may  thy  favour,  bliss  divine  ! 
With  fuller,  clearer  radiance  shine. 

3  But,  O  my  heart,  reflect  with  shame ; 
Can  I  prefer  so  bold  a  claim  ? 
Conscious  how  often  I  have  stray 'd, 
By  empty  vanities  betray 'd. 

4  How  oft,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
Have  trifles  call'd  my  thoughts  abroad! 
Till  heavenly  pity  saw  me  roam, 
And  bade  affliction  bring  me  home. 


94  HYMN  XC. 

5  And  when  the  snares  of  earth  were  broke, 
By  kind  affliction's  needful  stroke, 
Have  not  I  own'd,  with  humble  praise, 
That  just  and  right  are  all  his  ways? 

6  Yes,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne. 
My  vileness  and  thy  love  I  own ; 

O  let  that  love,  with  beams  divine, 
Forgiving,  healing,  round  me  shine. 

7  Whene'er,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
This  heedless  heart  requires  the  rod, 
Thy  arm,  supporting,  I  implore  ; 
The  hand  that  chastens,  can  restore. 

8  O  may  the  kind  conviction  prove 
A  fruit  of  thy  paternal  love ; 

Wean  me  from  earth,  from  sin  refine, 
And  make  my  heart  entirely  thine. 

Mrs.  Stee:^e. 


HYMN  90.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

storm  and  Thunder. 

liORD  of  the  earth,  and  sea,  and  skies, 
Ail  nature  owns  thy  so v 'reign  power ; 
At  thy  command  the  tempests  rise. 
At  thy  command  the  thunders  roar. 

We  hear  with  trembling  and  affright 
The  voice  of  heaven,  tremendous  sound ! 
Keen  lightnings  pierce  the  shades  of  nighty 
And  spread  their  horrors  all  around. 


HYMN  XCI.  95 

3  What  mortal  could  sustain  the  stroke, 
Should  wrath  divine  in  dreadful  storms, 
Which  our  repeated  crimes  provoke, 
Descend  to  crush  rebellious  worms !   - 

4  These  dreadful  glories  of  thy  name 
With  terror  would  o'erwhelm  our  souls  ; 
But  mercy  dawns  with  kinder  beam, 
And  guilt  and  rising  fear  controls. 

5  O  let  thy  mercy,  on  my  heart. 

With  cheering,  healing  radiance  shine ; 

Bid  every  anxious  fear  depart, 

And  gently  whisper  "  thou  art  mine." 

6  Then,  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  care, 
In  hope  serene  my  soul  shall  rest ; 
Nor  storms  nor  dangers  reach  me  there, 
In  thee,  my  God,  my  refuge,  blest. 

Mrs.  Steele 


HYMN  91.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Imploring  Divine  Influences. 

1  31 Y  God,  whene'er  m}'  longing  heart 
Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart ; 

In  vain  my  tongue  with  feeble  aim 
Attempts  the  glories  of  thy  name. 

2  In  vain  my  boldest  thoughts  arise  ; 
I  sink  to  earth,  and  lose  the  skies  ; 
Yet  I  may  still  thy  grace  implore. 
And  low  in  dust  thy  name  adore. 


m  HYMN  XCII. 

3  O  let  thy  grace  my  heart  inspire, 
And  raise  each  languid,  weak  desire  ; 
Thy  grace,  which  condescends  to  meet 
The  sinner  prostrate  at  thy  feet. 

4  With  humble  fear  let  love  unite. 
And  mix  devotion  with  delight ; 
Then  shall  thy  name  be  all  my  joy. 
Thy  praise  my  constant,  blest  employ. 

5  Thy  name  inspires  the  harps  above 
With  harmony  and  praise  and  love  ; 

That  grace  which  tunes  th'  immortal  strings, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 

6  O  let  thy  grace  guide  every  song, 

And  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue  ; 
Then  shall  the  strains  harmonious  flow. 
And  heavenly  joy  begin  below. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  92.     S.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

God  our  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1  IVl  y  Maker  and  my  King ! 
To  thee  my  all  I  owe  ; 

Thy  sov 'reign  bounty  is  the  spring 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind ! 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 

A  thousand  obligations  bind 


r.ly  heart  to  grateful  love. 


HYMN  XCIII.  97 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 

My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  I  can  give. 

4  Lord,  what  can  I  impart 
When  all  is  thine  before  ? 

Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart ; 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 

5  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 
And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 

Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

6  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

^  Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  93.     CM.     [  3gor  b] 

Repentance  and  Hope. 

IVIy  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recal 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace,  ' 

Low  at  thy  feet  asham'd  I  fail, 
And  hide  my  guilty  face. 

Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile  ungrateful  heart! 
By  earth's  unworthy  cares  betray 'd^ 

From  Jesus  to  depart ! 


98  HYMN  XCIV. 

3  From  Jesus,  who  alone  can  give 

True  pleasure,  peace  and  rest : 
When  absent  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
Unsatify'd,  unblest. 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake. 

My  wandering  soul  restores ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

5  O  whilst  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh. 
Confirm  the  kind,  the  pard'ning  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye. 

6  Then  shall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet, 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  sweet 
Is  thy  forgiving  grace. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  94.     CM.     [«] 

Divine  Goodness  in  Afflictions. 

1  Now  to  thy  heav'nly  Father's  praise, 

My  heart  thy  tribute  bring ; 
That  goodness  which  prolongs  my  days,. 
With  grateful  pleasure  sing. 

2  Whene'er  he  sends  afflicting  pains, 

His  mercy  holds  the  rod ; 
His  powerful  \\  ord  the  heart  sustains, 
And  speaks  a  faithful  God. 


HYMN  XCV.  99 

A  faithful  God  is  ever  nigh, 

When  humble  grief  implores ; 
His  ear  attends  each  plaintive  sigh, 

He  pities  and  restores. 

My  grateful  soul  would  humbly  bring 

Her  tribute  to  thy  throne ; 
Accept  the  wish,  my  God,  my  King, 

To  make  thy  goodness  known. 

O  be  the  life  thy  hand  restores, 

Devoted  to  thy  praise  ! 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  powers, 

To  thee,  my  future  days. 

Thy  soul-enliv'ning  grace  impart, 

A  warmer  love  inspire  ; 
And  be  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Dependence  and  desire. 

Mrs.  SXEEtE. 


HYMN  95.     C.  M.     [  gg  ] 

Charity. 

1  O  charity!  thou  heavenly  grace! 

All  tender,  soft  and  kind ! 

A  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 

■  To  all  that's  good  inclin'd  ! 

2  The  man  of  charity  extends 

To  all,  his  liberal  hand ; 
His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends, 
His  pity  may  command. 


100  HYMN  XCVI. 

3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress ; 

He  hears  when  they  complain  ; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 
And  lessen  all  their  pain. 

4  The  sick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 

And  all  the  son's  of  grief, 
In  him  a  l^enefactor  find, 
He  loves  to  give  relief. 

5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  sweet ; 

'Tis  love  that  makes  us  rise, 
With  willing  mind  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 

6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 

And  charity  pursue  ; 
Thus  shall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  love  as  angels  do. 


Proub. 


HYMN  96.     CM.     [«  or  b] 

Winter. 

1  N^ow  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round  : 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
With  verdure  lately  crown'd ! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  mv  heart. 


HYMN  XCVII.  101 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
How  desolate  and  sad  ! 

4  Ere  long  the  sun  with  genial  ray 

Shall  cheer  the  mourning  earth  ; 
And  blooming  flowers,  and  verdure  gay, 
Renew  their  annual  birth. 

5  So,  if  my  soul's  bright  Sun  impart 

His  all-enliv'ning  smile, 
The  vital  ray  shall  cheer  my  heart, 
Till  then  a  frozen  soil. 

f)  Then  faith  and  hope  and  love  shall  rise, 
Renew'd  to  lively  bloom. 
And  breathe  accepted  to  the  skies, 
Their  humble,  sweet  perfume. 

7  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 
My  drooping  joys  restore. 
And  guide  me  to  the  scats  of  day. 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  97.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Brotherly  Love. 

O  GOD,  our  Father  and  our  King, 
Of  all  we  have,  or  hope,  the  spring  ; 
Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  holy  love. 
i2 


102  HYMN  XCVIII. 

2  May  we  from  every  act  abstain, 

That  hurts,  or  gives  our  neighbour  pain, 
Artd  every  secret  wish  suppress, 
That  would  abridge  his  happiness. 

3  Still  may  we  find  our  hearts  inclin'd 
To  act  the  friend  to  all  mankind  ; 
Still  seek  their  safety,  health  and  ease, 
Their  virtue  and  eternal  peace. 

4  With  pity  may  our  breast  o'erflow, 
When  we  behold  a  wretch  in  woe  ; 
And  bear  a  sympathising  part 
With  all  who  are  of  heavy  heart. 

5  Let  love  in  all  our  conduct  shine, 
An  image  iair,  though  faint,  of  thine  ; 
Thus  may  we  his  disciples  prove 
Who  came  to  manifest  thy  love. 

Salisbury  Collection. 


HYMN  98.     C.  M.     [  gg] 

TE  DEUM. 
A  general  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1  O  GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

'  To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 


HYMN  XCIX.  103 

Both  Cherubim  and  Seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry. 

O  holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  gior}'  filPd 

Of  thy  majestic  sway. 

Th'  apostles'  glorious  company. 
And  prophets  crown 'd  with  light, 

With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host,  ^ 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

;  The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 
0  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
Tkit  thou  eternal  Father  art. 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

5  Thy  honour'd,  true,  and  only  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  the  spring 
0f  never  ceasing  joy  ;   O  Christ, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King. 


Patrick. 


HYMN  99.     CM.     [3^] 

The  Ways  of  Wisdom. 

1  O  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 

Instruction's  faithful  voice ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  Her  treasures  are  of  more  esteem 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 


104  HYMN  C. 

And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  days  ; 
Riches  with  splendid  honours  join'd, 
Her  left  hand  full  displays. 

4  She  guides  the  young  with  innoceiice 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ;* 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head.  | 

5  According  as  her  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 


Scotch  Pai'aihrase. 


HYMN  100.     C.  M.     [  «c  or  b  ] 

Filial  Submission. 

O  LORD,  my  best  desires  fulfil. 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health  and  comfort,  to  thy  will, 

And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 

Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ! 

No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize  to  thee  ; 


COWPER. 


HYMN  CI.  105 

Who  never  hast  a  gift  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

5  Thy  loye  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom,  ' 

And  bid  me  wait,  serene. 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

6  My  Father  !  O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  u'ords  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  101.     C.  M.     [«] 

A  Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

O  N  thee  each  morning,  O  my  God, 
My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 

In  whom  are  founded  all  m}'  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 

My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 
Thy  boundless  love  surveys  ; 

And,  fir'd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
Her  sacrifice  of  praise. 

When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 
With  thy  protection  blest, 


106  HYMN  CII. 

In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

5  Then  \vill  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wond'rous  acts  proclaim  ; 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praises  sing, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name. 

6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  I'll  still 

The  growing  work  pursue  ; 
And  thee  alone  wilt  praise,  to  whom 
Eternal  praise  is  due. 

Liverpool  Collection? 

HYMN  102.     CM.     [  b  ] 

The  contrite  Heart. 

1  O  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ! 

2  See  !  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said — Return  ? 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail, 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 


HYMN  cm.  107 

O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  guide^  my  light, 

Without  one  cheering  ray, 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

5  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

6  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

Delights  which  never  cloy  ; 
Be  this  my  comfort  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy. 

Mrs.  Steele, 

HYMN  103.     S.  M.     [«or  b] 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father  calls. 
And  Christ  invites  us  near ; 

With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet. 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs, 
He  pardons  every  day  ; 

Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 
What  various  stores  of  good,      • 


108  HYxMN  CIV. 

DijEFus'd  from  my  Redeemer's  hands 
And  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 

4  Jesus,  my  living  head, 
I  bless  thy  faithful  care. 

My  advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  fore-runner  there, 

5  Here  fix  my  roving  heart ; 
Here  wait  my  warmest  love, 

Tin  the  conmiunioii  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN.  104    CM.     [  b  ] 

Submission  to  afflictive  Providence. 

1  X  EACE,  my  complaining,  doubting  heart; 

Ye  busy  cares,  be  still ; 
Adore  the  just,  the  sov 'reign  Lord, 
Nor  murmur  at  his  will. 

2  Unerring  wisdom  guides  his  hand ; 

Nor  dares  my  guilty  fear, 
Amidbt  the  sharpest  pains  I  feel, 
Pronounce  his  hand  severe. 

3  To  soften  every  painful  stroke, 

Indulgent  mercy  bends ; 

And  unrepining  when  I  plead, 

His  gracious  ear  attends. 

4  Let  me  reflect  with  humble  awe, 

Whene'er  my  heart  complains ; 


HYMN  CV.  109 

Compar'd  with  what  my  sins  deserve,     .- 
How  easy  are  my  pains ! 

5  Great  sov'reign  Lord,  I  own  thy  hand, 

Thou  just  and  wise  and  kind ; 
Be  every  anxious  thought  suppress'd, 
And  all  my  soul  rcsign'd. 

6  From  evil,  thou  wilt  good  produce, 

And  light  from  darkness  raise ; 
Thus  thou  wilt  change  my  grief  to  joy. 
And  turn  my  tears  to  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele,  with  AdditioD. 

HYMN  105.     CM.     [  b  ] 

The  Trials  of  Virtue. 

1  Plac'd  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 

Life's  opening  scene  survey 'd  ; 
I  view'd  its  ills  of  various  kinds 
Afflicted  and  afraid. 

2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  mov'd 

That  virtue^s  path  inclose ; 
My  heart  the  wise  pursuit  appro v'd ; 
But  oh,  what  toils  oppose ! 

3  For  see,  while  yet  her  unknown  waj's 

With  doubtful  step  I  tread ! 
A  hostile  world  its  terrors  raise. 
Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

4  O  how  shall  I  with  heart  prepar'd 

Those  terrors  learn  to  meet  ? 

K 


110  HYMN  CVI. 

How  from  the  thousand  snares  to  guard 
My  inexperienc'd  feet  ? 

5  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  ; 
My  Maker's  will  has  plac'd  me  here ; 
A  Maker  wise  and  good. 

6  He  to  my  every  trial  knows 

Its  just  restraint  to  give  ; 
Attentive  to  behold  my  woes, 
And  faithful  to  relieve. 

7  Then  why  thus  heavy,  O  my  soul  ? 

Say,  why  distrustful  still, 
Thy  thoughts  with  vain  impatience  roll 
O'er  scenes  of  future  ill  ? 

8  Though  griefs  unnumber'd  throng  thee  round, 

Still  in  thy  God  confide ; 
Whose  finger  marks  the  seas  their  bound, 
And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 

Merrick 


HYMN  106.     L.  M.     [  b  ] 

Faith  in  God  in  a  Time  of  Distress. — Habakkuk  iii.  17,  18. 

L  Should  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 
Extend  her  desolating  reign  ; 
Nor  spring  her  blooming  beauties  yield, 
Nor  autumn  swell  the  ripening  grain : 

2  Should  lowing  herds  and  bleating  sheep 
Around  their  famish'd  master  die ; 


HYMN  CVII.  HI 

And  hope  itself  expiring  weep, 
Whilst  life  deplores  its  last  supply  : 

3  Amidst  the  dark  the  deathfiU  scene, 
If  I  can  say  the  Lord  is  mine. 
The  joy  shall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
And  glory  dawn,  though  life  decline. 

4  The  God  of  my  salvation  lives 
My  nobler  life  he  will  sustain  ; 
His  word  immortal  vigour  gives, 
Nor  shall  my  hope  or  trust  be  vain. 

5  Thy  presence.  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart; 
Though  every  earthly  comfort  die ; 

Thy  love  can  bid  my  pain  depart. 
And  raise  my  sacred  pleasures  high. 

6  O  let  me  hear  thy  blissful  voice, 
Inspiring  life  and  joys  divine. 
The  barren  desart  shall  rejoice ; 
'Tis  paradise  if  thou  be  mine. 

Mrs.  Steele 

*HYMN  107.     L.  M.     [»] 

Divine  Providence  towards  Man  and  Beast. 

1  The  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim ; 
He  gives  the  sun  his  genial  power. 
And  sends  the  soft  refreshing  shower. 

2  The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  again. 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men ; 


112  HYMN  CVIII. 

To  men,  who  from  thy  bounteous  hand 
Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 

3  Nor  to  the  human  race  alone 

Is  thy  paternal  goodness  shown  ; 
The  tribes  of  earth,  of  sea  and  air, 
Enjoy  thy  universal  care. 

4  Not  e'en  a  sparrow  yields  its  breath 
Till  God  permits  the  stroke  of  death ; 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call. 
The  father  and  the  friend  of  all. 

5  Thy  care  great  God,  sustains  them  all ; 
When  urg'd  by  hunger's  powerful  call,     . 
Expectant  of  the  known  supply. 

To  thee  they  lift  the  asking  eye. 

6  To  thee,  in  ceaseless  strains,  my  tongue 
Shall  raise  the  morn  and  evening  song  ; 
And  long  as  breath  inspires  my  frame. 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  proclaim. 

Liverpool  CollectioR. 

HYMN  108.     C.  M.     [  b  ] 

Resignation,  or  Good  out  of  Evil. 

1  O  RESIGNATION  !  heav'nlv  powcr ! 

Our  warmest  thoughts  engage; 
Thou  art  the  safest  guide  of  youth, 
The  sole  support  of  age. 

2  Teach  us  the  hand  of  love  divine 

In  eiiils  to  discern  ; 


HYMN  CIX.  113 

'Tis  the  first  lesson  which  we  need, 
The  latest  which  we  learn. 

3  Is  resignation's  lesson  hard  ? 

On  trial  we  shall  find, 
It  makes  us  give  up  nothing  more 
Than  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  Resign,  and  all  the  pain  of  life 

That  moment  we  remove ; 
The  heavy  load  of  grief  and  care 
Devolves  on  one  above. 

5  He  bids  us  lay  our  burthen  down 

On  his  almighty  hand  ; 
Supports  our  feeble  frame,  and  makes 
Our  weary  feet  to  stand. 

6  What  though  we're  swallow'd  in  the  deep. 

And  billows  round  us  roar  ? 
Like  Jonah  thou  wilt  safely  keep. 
And  guide  us  to  the  shore. 

6  Thy  will  is  welcome,  let  it  wear 
Its  most  tremendous  form  ; 
Though  tempests  rise,  we  know  that  thou 
Canst  save  us  by  the  storm. 

Young,  altered. 

,  HYMN  109.     C.  M.     [  gg  or  b  ] 

For  a  New  Yeaa-. 

1  Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 
Of  the  revolving  year ; 
K  2 


114  HYMN  ex. 

How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round ! 
How  short  the  months  appear  ! 

2  So  fast,  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5"  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 
If  future  years  arise ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

DoddrIdGX'. 

-       HYMN  110.    L.  M.     [«] 

The  Reward  of  faithful  Servants.    Daniel  xii.  3. 

1  There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high. 
Resplendent  with  eternal  day ; 

Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
And  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way, 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 
With  never  fading  lustre  shine ; 


HYMN  ex.  115 

Surprising  honour  !  large  reward, 
Conferr'd  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 

3  How  happy  then  the  truly  wise, 
Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road ! 
How  happy  they  whom  Heav'n  employs, 
To  turn  rebellious  men  to  God ; 

4  To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way, 
Where  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves ; 
And  that  blest  righteousness  display. 
Which  Jesus  wrought,  and  God  approves  I 

5  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 
And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 
But  these  shall  know  no  change  nor  shade, 
Forever  fair,  forever  bright. 

6  No  fancy 'd  joy  beyond  the  sky, 
No  fair  delusion  is  reveaPd  ; 

'Tis  God  that  speaks,  who  cannot  lie, 
And  all  his  word  must  be  fulfiU'd. 

7  And  shall  not  these  cold  hearts  of  ours 
Be  kindled  at  the  glorious  view  ; 
Come,  Lord,  awake  our  active  powers, 
0ur  feeble  dying  strength  renew. 

8  On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
O  may  our  spirits  daily  rise  ; 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir. 
In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies. 

Mrs,  Steele. 


lia  HYMN  CXI. 

HYMN  111.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Death  and  Heaven. 

1  There  is  a  house  not  made  by  hands, 

Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolv'd  and  fall  ;• 
Then,  oh  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven  ; 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  ; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  whilst  the  body  is  our  home. 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CXII.  IIT 


HYMN  112.     L.  M.     [  x  or  b  ] 

Remembrance  of  Christ. 

1  "This  do  in  mem'ry  of  your  friend." 
Such  was  the  Saviour's  last  request, 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endur'd, 
That  we  miglYt  live  forever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we'll  record  thy  matchless  love, 
Thou  dearest,  tend'rest,  best  of  friends ! 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 

Of  long  eternity  transcends. 

3  'Tis  pleasure,  more  than  earth  can  give, 
Thy  goodness  through  these  vales  to  see ; 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields, 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

4  But  oh  !  what  vast  transporting  joys 
Shall  fill  our  breasts,  our  tongues  inspire. 
When  join'd  with  the  celestial  train. 
Our  grateful  souls  thy  love  admire*! 

5  When  these  vile  bodies,  all  refin'd, 
Perfect  and  glorious  as  thy  own, 
Unwearied  shall  our  minds  obey. 
And  join  in  worship  near  thy  throne. 


118  HYMN  CXIII. 


HYMN  113.     C.  M.     [b] 

God  ^1'  Refuge  in  Trouble. 

1  Xhou  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  promises  can  bring  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  when  these  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail. 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  Gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  rise  to  thee. 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

B  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  so v 'reign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still. 
There  shall  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thee  still, 
,    And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 


Mrs.  Steele 


HYMN  CXIV.  119 

HYMN  114.     S.  M.     [«] 

Christ  the  Wisdom  of  God. 

1  Shall  wisdom  cry  aloud, 
And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 

The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
His  everlasting  Son  ; 

Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 
Creation,  was  begun. 

3  Before  the  flying  clouds, 
Before  the  solid  land, 

Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  When  he  adorn'd  the  sk'ies. 
And  built  them,  I  was  there. 

To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise. 
And  marshal  every  star. 

5  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea. 
And  spread  the  flowing  deep  ; 

I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
In  its  own  bounds  to  keep. 

6  Upon  the  empty  air 

The  earth  was  balanc'd  well ; 
With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion  where 
The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 


120  HYMN  CXV, 

7  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 
On  their  salvation  ran ; 

Ere  sin  appear'd,  or  Adam's  dust 
Was  fashion 'd  to  a  man. 

8  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
Ye  children,  and  be  wise  ; 

Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways ; 
The  man  that  shuns  them,  dies. 


Watts. 


HYMN  115.     CM.     [ «  ] 

Divine  Goodness  to  Man. 

1  Xhy  wisdom,  power  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear ; 
But  man  thy  bounties  shall  record, 
For  thy  distinguished  care. 

2  From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  we  drew, 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
Our  brittle  frame  sustains. 

3  Yet  nobler  gifts  demand  our  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  revelation's  brighter  rays 
Still  more  divinely  blest. 

4  Thy  providence  our  constant  guard, 

When  threat'ning  Avoes  impend, 
Will  either  threat'ning  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 


HYMN  CXVI.  121 

5  On  us  thy  providence  has  shone 

With  its  propitious  rays  ; 
O  let  our  lips  ai  id  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

6  All  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  impart ; 

O  teach  us  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  116.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Holiness. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deny'd, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
Whilst  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Watts. 


122  HYMN  CXVII. 


HYMN  117.     L.  M.     [sg] 

Communion  with  Christ. 

1  Xo  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

That  name,  in  heaven  and  earth  ador'd, 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know 
,    Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low ; 

Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  whilst  around  his  board  we  meet,   . 
And  worship  at  his  sacred  feet, 

O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love. 

4  Yes,  Lord,  we  love  and  we  adore, 
But  long  to  know  and  love  thte  more ; 
And  whilst  we  taste  the  bread  and  wine, 
Desire  to  feed  on  joys  divine. 

5  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid. 

To  see  thy  wond'rous  love  display  'd  ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins. 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

6  Let  humble  penitential  woe, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow  ; 
And  thy  forgiving  love  impart, 
Life,  hope  and  joy  to  every  heart. 


Mrs.  Steele, 


HYMN  CXVIIL  123 


HYMN  118.     CM.     [  3gor  b] 

Human  Misery,  and  Divine  Consolation. 

1  The  days  how  few,  how  short  the  year 

Of  man's  so  rapid  race  ! 
Each  leaving,  as  it  swiftly  flies, 
A  shorter  in  its  place. 

2  They  who  the  longest  lease  enjoy, 

Ha\'e  told  us,  with  a  sigh, 
That  to  be  born,  seems  little  more 
Than  to  begin  to  die.. 

3  Our  hearts  are  fasten 'd  to  this  world 

By  strong  and  numerous  ties ; 
But  every  sorrow  cuts  a  string, 
And  urges  us  to  rise. 

4  When  Heaven  would  kindly  set  us  free, 

And  earth's  enchantment  end  ; 
It  takes  the  most  eftectual  way. 
And  robs  us  of  a  friend. 

5  If  we  presume  to  counteract 

A  sympathetic  God, 
Have  we  not  cause  to  fear  the  stroke 
Of  his  avenging  rod  ? 

6  If  we  resign,  our  patience  makes 

His  rod  a  gentle  wand  ; 
If  not,  it  darts  a  serpent's  sting, 
Like  that  in  Moses'  hand. 

Young. 


1S4  HYMN  CXIX. 


HYMN  119.     C.  M.     [«] 

The  Spring. 

1  VTHEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray  ; 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

2  Hark,  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing  ! 

'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies ! 

The  showers,  with  blessings  fraught, 
Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance  rise. 
And  fix  the  roving  thought. 

4  Then  let  my  wond'ring  heart  confess. 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field  and  grove. 

5  That  bounteous  hand  my  thoughts  adore. 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 
To  bless  the  craving  mind. 

6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ! 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart ! 


HYMN  CXX.  125 


7  Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 
Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 


Mrs.  Steelx. 


HYMN  120.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

^  Repentance  and  Pardon.    Isaiah  Iv. 

1  ^W  HEN  sinners  quit  their  wicked  ways, 

Their  evil  thoughts  forego, 
The  God  to  whom  their  steps  return 
Returning  grace  will  show. 

2  He  pardons  with  o'erflowing  love  ;, 

For,  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
"  My  nature  is  not  like  to  yours, 
Nor  like  your  ways  are  mine. 

5  "  But  far  as  heaven's  resplendent  orbs 
Beyond  this  earth  extend  ; 
So  far  my  thoughts,  so  far  my  ways 
Your  thoughts  and  ways  transcend, 

4  ^'  Like  as  the  showers  from  heaven  distif^, 

Nor  thither  rise  again. 
But  swell  the  earth  with  fruitful  juice, 
And  all  its  tribes  sustain  ; 

5  "So  not  a  word  that  flows  from  me. 

Shall  ineffectual  fall ; 
But  universal  nature  prove. 
Obedient  to  my  call, 

l2. 


1$6  HYMN  CXXI. 

6  "  Where  briars  grew  in  barren  wilds, 
Shall  firs  and  myrtles  spring ; 
And  nature  through  her  utmost  bounds 
Eternal  praises  sing." 

Scotch  Paraphrase. 

HYMN  121.     L.  M.     [*] 

Christ  the  Life  of  the  Soul. 

1  A/v  HEN  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires  ; 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  strong  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ? 
And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
Fix'd  on  thine  everlasting  word, 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky  ? 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
Then  my  immortal  hope  is  sure  ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives ; 
Here  let  me  build  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here  let  m)"  faith  unshaken  dwell ; 
Immoveable  the  promise  stands ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands, 

5  Here,  then,  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose  ; 
If  Jesus  is  forever  mine, 

Not  death  itself,  the  last  of  foes, 

Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CXXII.  127 

HYMN  122.     CM.     [b] 

Thirsting  after  God.    Isaiah  xli.  17. 

"W^HEN  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 
And  parch'd  with  thirst  extreme, 

The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  taste 
The  cool  refreshing  stream  ; 

Should,  sudden  to  his  hopeless  eye, 

A  crystal  spring  appear, 
How  would  the  enliv'ning,  sweet  supply 

His  drooping  spirit  cheer ! 

So  longs  the  weary  fainting  mind, 

Oppress'd  with  sins  and  woes, 
Some  soul-reviving  spring  to  find. 

Whence  heav'nly  comfort  flows. 

Thus  sweet  the  consolations  are 

The  promises  impart ; 
Here  flowing  streams  of  life  appear. 

To  ease  the  panting  heart. 

O  when  I  thirst  for  thee,  my  God^ 

With  ardent  strong  desire. 
And  still,  through  all  this  desart  road, 

To  taste  thy  grace,  aspire  ; 

Then,  let  my  prayer  to  thee  ascend, 

A  grateful  sacrifice ; 
My  plaintive  voice  thou  wilt  attend, 

And  grant  me  full  supplies. 

Mrs,  Steele. 


128  HYMN  CXXIII. 


HYMN  123.     CM.     [«  or  b] 

Trust  in  God's  word. 

1  W  HEN  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain 

My  trembling  heart  dismay, 
My  feeble  strength,  alas,  how  A'ain, 
It  sinks  and  dies  away. 

2  My  spirit  asks  a  firmer  prop ; 

I  lean  upon  the  Lord ; 
My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hope 
Is  thy  unchanging  word. 

3  On  this  are  built  the  brightest  joys 

Celestial  beings  know  ; 
And  'tis  the  same  almighty  voice 
Supports  the  saints  below. 

4  'Tis  this  upholds  the  rolling  spheres^ 

And  heav'n's  immortal  frame  ; 
Then  let  my  soul  suppress  her  fears, 
My  basis  is  the  same. 

5  Thy  sacred  word,  thy  solemn  oath 

Forever  must  remain  ; 
I  trust  in  everlasting  truth. 
Nor  shall  my  trust  be  vain. 


Mrs.  Steel-z.. 


HYMN  CXXIV.  129 

HYMN  124.     CM.     [«or  b] 

The  Discipline  of  God's  Providence. 

1  i'Vhen  I  review  the  crooked  ways, 

Through  which  my  feet  have  trod, 
I  find  incessant  cause  to  bless 
And  love  my  guardian  God. 

2  Through  all  the  labyrinths  of  life, 

My  folly  he  pursu'd  ; 
My  wandering  heart  to  quick  return, 
How  tenderly  he  woo'd ! 

3  I  rarely  plann'd,  but  cause  I  found 

My  plan's  defeat  to  bless ; 
Oft  I  lamented  an  event 

Which  turn'd  to  my  success. 

4  When  labouring  under  fancy 'd  ill, 

My  spirits  to  sustain ; 
He  kindly  cur'd  with  wholesome  draughts 
Of  unaffected  pain. 

5  Sometimes  he  brought  me  near  to  death, 

And,  pointing  to  the  grave, 
Made  terror  whisper  kind  advice, 
And  taught  the  tomb  to  save. 

6  To  raise  my  thoughts  beyond  where  worlds 

As  spangles  o'er  us  shine; 
One  day  he  gave,  and  made  the  next 
My  soul's  delight  resign. 


130  HYMN  CXXV. 

7  From  what  seem'd  horror  and  despair, 
The  richest  harvest  rose ; 
And  gave  me  in  the  will  divine, 
An  absolute  repose. 

Young 


HYMN  125.     L.  M.     [«  or  b] 

The  Influence  of  the  Divine  Spirit. 

1  When  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  sinking  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  forever  die. 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Does  not  his  kind  and  welcome  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice? 

3  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires, 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

4  What  less  than  thy  almighty  word 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  welcome  to  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure  and  my  trust  ? 

5  And  when  my  lively  hope  can  say 
I  love  my  God  and  taste  his  grace, 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 
Which  gives  the  vision  of  thy  face  ? 


HYMN  CXXVI.  131 

Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  my  heart 
Forever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  j 
And  light  and  heav'nly  peace  impart ; 
Blest  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

Mi'S.  Steele. 


HYxMN  126.     L.  M.     [  «c  or  b  ] 

Christ  the  Imag'e  of  the  Invisible  God. 

1  Xhou,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  ui\seen, 
And  by  thy  offspring  here,  unknown, 
To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 

Hast  set  thy  image  in  thy  Son. 

2  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 
O'erwhelms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  cheers  us  with  his  softer  rays 
When  shining  with  reflected  light ; 

3  So  in  thy  Son  thy  power  divine, 
Thy  wisdom,  justice,  truth  and  love 
With  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 

4  Though  harden'd  Jews  denied  his  claim, 
And  turn'd  away  their  scornful  face  ; 
Yet  those  w  ho  trusted  in  his  name, 
Beheld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 

5  O  tliou,  at  v\hose  almighty  word 
Fair  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone, 
Give  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  see  the  Father  in  the  Son. 


132  HYMN  CXXVII. 

6  Whilst  we,  thine  image  there  display 'd, 
With  love  and  admiration  view, 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  head. 
That  we  may  bear  thy  image  too. 

Mason,  altered. 


HYMN  127.     CM.     [«] 

The  Pleasure  of  Religion. 

1  tY  HEN  true  religion  gains  a  place. 

And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life  subdu'd  by  grace. 
And  all  the  soul  refin'd  ; 

2  The  desart  blooms  in  living  green, 

Where  thorns  and  briars  grew, 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen. 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

3  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease, 

The  frozen  powers  revive  ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  \vithin  is  peace  ; 
All  nature  seems  alive. 

4  O  happy  christian,  richly  bless'd  ! 

What  floods  of  pleasure  roll ! 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confess'd 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  ; 

His  Maker  is  his  friend  ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ, 
And  happiness  his  end  ! 


HYMN  CXXVIII.  163 

Ye  sensual,  worldly,  proud  and  vain, 

Your  airy  good  pursue ; 
Let  me  religion's  pleasure  gain, 

I'll  leave  the  world  to  you. 

Protjd. 


HYMN  128.     L.  M.     [  «  orD  ] 

Love  to  God  and  Man. 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 
"  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  sacred  fervour  and  delight. 

"  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
Share  thine  affections  and  esteem ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke ; 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  the  .whole  law's  fulfiU'd  by  love. 

But  oh,  how  base  our  passions  are ! 
How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

Watt4- 


U 


134  HYMN  CXXIX. 


HYMN  129.    L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Peace  of  Conscience. 

Whilst  some  in  folly's  pleasure  roll, 
Ai.d  seek  the  joys  which  hurt  the  soul; 
Be  mine  that  silent  calm  repast, 
A  peaceful  conscience  to  the  last : 

That  tree  which  bears  immortal  fruit, 
Without  a  canker  at  the  root ; 
That  Friend  who  never  fails  the  just, 
When  other  friends  desert  their  trust. 

With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismay 'd; 
I  will  defy  the  midnight  gloom. 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

Though  God  afflicts,  I'll  not  repine  ; 
The  noblest  comforts  still  are  mine  ; 
Comforts  which  shall  o'er  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 
Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils ; 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
When  sov 'reign  love  directs  the  rod  ? 

His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way. 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

Enfield's  CollectioD- 


HYMN  CXXX.  135 


HYMN  130.     S.  M.     [  3g] 

Preserving  Grace. 

1  To  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love. 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  ®f  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

Watts- 


136  HYMN  CXXXI. 


HYMN  131.     CM.     [«] 

Devotion. 

1  "W^HiLST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filFd. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestow 'd. 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  merey  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour. 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill : 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye  without  a  tear. 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  stedfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  Avill  rest  on  thee  ! 

Miss  H,  M,  WiLLIAMt 


HYMN  CXXXII,  CXXXIIL      137 


HYMN  132.     CM.     [  3g  or  b  ] 

Resignation  in  Death. 

i    TT  HAT  cannot  resignation  do? 
It  wonders  can  perform  ; 
That  powerful  charm,  "  Thy  will  be  done,' 
Can  lay  the  loudest  storm. 

2  Haste,  then,  O  resignation,  haste^ 

'Tis  thine  to  reconcile 
The  mind  to  death  ;  at  thy  approach 
The  monster  wears  a  smile. 

3  What  sight  beneath  the  arch  of  heaven 

Has  most  of  heaven  to  boast "? 
The  dying  saint,  resign'd,  serene^ 
And  giving  up  the  ghost. 

4  O  for  that  summit  of  my  wish, 

Whilst  yet  I  draw  my  breath, 
That  foretaste  of  eternal  life, 


A  glorious  smile  in  death ! 


Tou3J«. 


HYMN  133.     CM.     [  «  or  fo  ] 

Looking-  at  Things  unseen, 

1    ff  HY  should  the  world's  alluring  toya 
Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes ',. 

M  2 


138  HYMN  CXXXIIL 

Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
And  strangers  to  the  skies ! 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay  ; 

They  fade  upon  the  sight ; 
And  quickly  will  their  brighter  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  brightest  da}^  I  alas,  how  vain  ! 

With  conscious  sighs  we  own ; 
Whilst  clouds  of  sorrow,  care  and  pain 
O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 

4  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades. 

5  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray  ; 
In  ever  blooming  prospect  rise. 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  shafl,  on  faith's  subhmest  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise. 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

Mrs.  Stee^f'- 


HYMN  CXXXIV.  li?9 


HYMN  134.     L.  M.     [ «  or  b  ] 

Jesus  Christ,  the  same  Yesterday,  To-day,  and  Forever.  1 

1  tV  I TH  wonder,  Lord,  our  souls  piociuim 
Th'  immortal  honours  of  thy  name  ; 
Assembled  round  our  Saviour's  throne, 
We  make  his  countless  glories  known. 

2  Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warm'd, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  form'd ; 
Before  creation  was  begun, 

Before  all  ages,  was  the  Son. 

3  Through  all  succeeding  ages,  he 
The  same  hath  been,  and  still  shall  be ; 
Immortal  honours  crown  his  head, 
Though  earth  and  skies  wax  old  and  fade. 

4  The  same  his  power  his  flock  to  guard  ; 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward ; 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love 
To  saints  on  earth,  and  saints  above. 

5  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die, 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  people  high ; 

And  place  them  near  his  Father's  throne, 
In  glory  lasting  as  his  own. 

Doddridge. 


140  HYMN  CXXXV. 

HYMN  135.     C.  M.     [  s^  or  b  j 

Rep  ^ntance  and  Hope. 

1  YV  I TH  restless  agitations  tost^ 

And  low  immers'd  in  v\  oes, 
When  shall  my  wild  distempered  thoughts- 
Regain  their  lost  repose  ? 

2  O  thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat, 

These  torturing  cares  control ; 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  peace 
Revive  my  iainting  soul. 

3  Did  ever  thy  paternal  ear 

The  humble  plea  disdain  ? 
Or  when  did  plaintive  misery  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  ? 

4  Oppress'd  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolv'd 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  restless  doubts, 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

5  New  life  from  thy  refresliing  grace 

Our  sinking  hearts  receive  ; 
For  ^tis  thy  darling  attribute 
To  pity  and  forgive. 

6  From  that  blest  source,  propitious  hope 

Appears  serenely  bright. 
And  sheds  its  soil  diffusive  beam 
O'er  sorrow's  dismal  nights 


HYMN  CXXXVI.  141 

7  My  griefs  confess  its  vital  power, 
And  bless  the  friendly  ray, 
Which  ushers  in  the  glad  serene 
Of  everlasting  day. 

Mrs.  Carter. 


HYMN  136.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

Widi  songs  of  sacred  praise ; 
For  he  is  good,  immensel}  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care  ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  well  beloved  Son, 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  sure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

And  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home. 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard. 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
W^ith  bliss  divinely  free. 


142  HYMN  CXXXVII. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 
What  honours  shall  we  raise ! 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele 


HYMN  137.     CM.     [sg] 

Blessed  are  the  Poor  in  Spirit; 

1  X  E  humble  souls  complain  no  more 
Let  faith  survey  your  future  store  ; 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest. 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest  I 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear, 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes 

A  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  thev  boast  their  little  stores : 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 

4  A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 
Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite; 
A  kingdom  which  shall  ne'er  decay. 
Though  earthly  kingdoms  fade  away. 

5  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  Friend  who  dy'd  for  you ; 
Who  dy'd  to  ransom,  dy'd  to  raise 

To  crowns  of  joy  and  songs  of  praise. 


HYMN  CXXXVIII.  143 

6  Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer ; 
Confirm  to  me  my  int'rest  there  ; 
Whatever  be  my  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know. 

7  O  let  me  hear  thy  voice  divine 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine  ; 
Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor. 

My  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  138.     CM.     [«] 

The  Gospel  Feast. 

1    XE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2-  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms. 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
Guiii  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms. 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room ! 

3  In  Jesus'  condescending  heart 

Both  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  Come,  then,  and  with  his  people  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 


144  HYMN  CXXXIX. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  extasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

Mrs.  STEEI.B. 


HYMN  139.     CM.     [  «  or  b  ] 

True  and  False  Zeal. 

1  Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 

The  fire  of  love  supplies  i 
Whilst  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  self  but  in  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wnd, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms. 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim. 

Its  end  is  satisfy 'd, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
Nor  seeks  it  aught  beside. 


HYMN  CXL.  145 

5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 

Has  its  own  end  in  view  ; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cry'd, 
"  Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  own  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

7  This  idol  self,  O  Lord,  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove ; 

And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown 

But  that  which  springs  fi'om  love. 


Newton. 


HYMN  140.     L.  M.     [  «g  or  b  ] 

Divine  Compassion  to  Sinners. 

1  r^oT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
Did  Christ  the  Son  of  God  appear ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  so  well. 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Let  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 
Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live ; 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

N 


146  HYMN  CXLI. 

4  "  Come,  all  ye  weary,  fainting  souls, 
Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 

I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  lead  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

5  "Ye  shall  find  rest,  that  learn  of  me  ; 
I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

6  "  Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

7  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith  and  hope  and  humhle  zeal. 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  rule  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


Watts. 


HYMN  141.     L.  M.     [«] 

The  Glory  and  Grace  of  Christ. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue; 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  Name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  ^Caus'  face. 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace ; 
God,  in  the  person  "of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  noblest  works  outdone. 


HYMN  CXLII.  147 

The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood, 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar. 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

But  in  thy  Son  a  glory  shines, 
Drawn  out  in  far  superior  lines ; 
The  lustre  of  redeeming  grace 
Outshines  the  beams  of  nature's  face. 

Grace !   'Tis  a  pure  celestial  theme, 
Our  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  ! 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

O  may  we  reach  that  glorious  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  him  face  to  face  ; 
Where  all  his  saints  from  death  restor'd, 
Shall  be  forever  with  the  Lord. 

Watts,  varied 


HYMN  142.     CM.     [gjc  or  b] 

The  Christian's  Resolution,  founded  on  Jacob's  Vow. 
Gen.  xxviii.  20. 

1  O  THOU,  by  whose  all-bounteous  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Who  through  life's  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led. 

2  To  thee  our  humble  vow  we  raise  ; 

To  thee  address  our  prayer ; 
And  in  thy  kind  and  faithful  hand. 
Deposit  all  our  care. 


148  HYMN  CXLIII. 

3  If  thou,  through  each  perplexing  path, 

Wilt  be  our  constant  guide ; 
If  thou  wilt  daily  food  supply, 
And  raiment  wilt  provide  ; 

4  If  thou  wilt  spread  thy  shield  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease ; 
And  at  our  Father's  safe  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace ; 

5  To  thee,  as  to  our  cov'nant  God, 

Ourselves  we  will  resign  ; 
And  count  that  all  on  earth  we  have. 
And  e'en  our  life  is  thine. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  143.     Sevens  Metre.     [«] 

Praise  in  Prosperity  and  Adversity. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  djy  praise  our  songs  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field. 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield. 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use ; 

S  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen 'd  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattenirjc:  dews, 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse ; 


HYMN  CXLIV.  149 

-1  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  : 
All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores  ; 

5  These  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source,  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

6  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear, 
From  its  stem,  the  opening  ear; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  its  green  untimely  fruit ; 

7  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  ; 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall ; 

8  Yet  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  ; 
And  when  every  blessing's  flown > 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

Mrs.  Barbauld. 


HYMN  144.     CM.     [«] 

The  Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  Blest  be  the  everlasting  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 

N  2 


150  HYMN  CXLV. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  sky  ; 

He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 

That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What,  though  his  uncontrol'd  decree 

Command  our  flesh  to  dust  ? 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here, 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

Watts. 


HYMN  145.     L.  M.     [«] 

The  Beatitude. 

1  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A,  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 


HYMN  CXLV.  151 

3  Blest  are  the  meek  who  stand  afar, 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed, 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympath}-  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord,  they  shall  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  j 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blest  are  the  sufferers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ;   . 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

Watts 


152  HYMN  CXLVI. 


HYMN  146.     CM.     [b] 


Submission  to  Providence. 

1  Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  rose  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  call  our  own,  in  vain, 
Are  but  short  favours  borrow 'd  now. 
To  be  repaid  again. 

3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  to  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and,  blessed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ! 

Let  each  impatient  sigh 

Be  silent  at  his  sov'reign  will, 

And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives. 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CXLVII.  153 


HYMN  147.     S.  M.     [gfc] 

Blessings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 

Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice! 
How  glad  the  tidings  are  ! 

Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  king, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here ! 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes. 
That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 

Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  desarts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 
Tlirough  all  the  earth  abroad ; 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Watts, 


154  HYMN  CXLVIII. 


HYMN  148.     C.  M.     [gg] 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  JViy  soul,  awake,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around, 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

Which  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths,  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

5  My  soul,  with  sacred  ardour  fir'd, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
And  meet,  with  joy,  the  high  command. 
To  bid  this  earth  adieu. 

DODDSIOGS 


HYMN  CXLIX.  155 


HYMN  149.     L.  M.     [  «  or  b  ] 

The  Eteanal  Sabbath. 

1  LiORD  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house  ; 
And  let  our  songs  and  worship  rise 
Like  grateful  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that,  our  labouring  souls  aspire 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms,  no  raging  foes, 
To  interrupt  the  long  repose  ; 

No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
To  veil  the  bright  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long  expected  day,  begin  ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  death  and  sin ; 
Fain  would  we  quit  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

DODDBIDGE. 


156  HYMN  CL. 

HYMN  150.     CM.     [gg] 

The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  "Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
News  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 
Salvation's  born  to  day. 

2  "  The  Son  of  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
To  day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands. 

Nor  royal  shining  things ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands. 

And  holds  the  King  of  kings.  , 

4  "  Go,  shepherds,  M'here  the  infant  lies, 

And  bee  his  humble  throne ; 
With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son.''' 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 

The  heavenly  armies  throng  ; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song : 

6  "  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 

Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 


HYMN  CLL  157 

Lord,  shall  the  angels  have  their  songs, 
.    And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues, 
•When  they  forget  to  praise. 

Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 

AVho  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 

For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 


Watts,, 


HYMN  151.     L.  M.     [b] 

Self-Examination. 

1  Xhou  vain  intruding  world  depart ! 
No  more  allure  or  vex  my  heart ; 
Let  every  vanity  be  gone  ; 

I  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 

2  Here  let  me  search  my  inmost  mind, 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find  ; 

The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore, 
And  call  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 

3  Reflect  how  soon  my  life  will  end,. 
And  think  on  what  my  hopes  depend  ; 
What  aim  my  busy  thoughts  pursue  ; 
What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  do. 

4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand  ; 

And  shall  I  waste  the  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away? 
o 


158  HYMN  CLII. 

5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 

A  pardon  seal'd,  and  peace  with  God. 

6  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  jo}'  impart, 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 

And  guide  me  sate  to  heav'n  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele, 


HYMN  152.     CM.     [«or  b] 

Ardent  Love  to  Christ. 

1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord? 

Behold  my  heart  and  see  ; 
i\nd  turn  each  worthless  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  enraptur'd  ear  ? 
Doth  not  my  pulse  with  pleasure  beat, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie 

With  angels  round  thy  throne, 
To  execute  thy  sacred  will. 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 


HYMN  CLIII.  159 

5  Would  not  my  heart  pour  out  its  blood, 

In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  coid  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

6  Thou  fenovv'st  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord ; 

But  how  I  long  to  soar 
Above  the  sphere  ofmortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more  ! 

Doddridge. 

GLORIA  PATRI. 

Common  Measure. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  vi^hom  we  adore. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

Js  Psalm  25. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  glory  be ; 
As  'twas,  and  is,  and  shall  be  so 

To  all  eternity. 

As  Psalm  100. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heav'n  adore, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was  of  old, 

Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

As  Psalm,  37. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heav'n's  triumphant  host, 


160  GLORIA  PATRI. 

And  sufF'ring  saints  on  earth  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  in  ages  past, 
As  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last, 

When  time  itself  shall  be  no  more. 

As  Psalm  148. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit  ever  bless'd. 
Eternal  Three  in  One, 
All  worship  be  address'd  ; 
As  heretofore 
It  was,  is  now. 
And  shall  be  so 
For  evermore. , 

As  Psalm  149 

By  angels  in  heav'n 

Of  ev'ry  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth, 

All  praise  be  address'd 
To  God  in  Three  Persons, 

One  God  ever  bless'd  ; 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 

And  always  shall  be. 


FIRST  MORNING  HYMN. 

Con  Jubilo. 


IGi 


"«"" 


Awa- %   iriy  soul,  a.d      with     tiie     sun,     Thy 
daily       stag'    of      duty    run;    -hake  off  dull  sl'uh.     id 


early    rise.   To    pay   th>      morij-g  sarrifice. 


E  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  tlice   renew  ; 
Scatter   my  sins  as   morning    dew  ; 
Guard  my   first  spring  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my    spirit    fill. 

3  Direct,   coiitroul,  suggest,   lliis   day, 
All    I    design,  or  do,  or  say  ; 

That   all   my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In   thy   Pole  glory  may   unite. 

4  Praise  God,   from  whom  all  blessings  flow  l 
Praise   him,   all    creatures   here  below  ; 
Praise    him   above,   angelic   host  ; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy   Ghost, 


^1 


162 


SECOND  MORNING  HYMN. 


Lord  all    glori  -  ous,  King  om  -  nipo  -  tent,  Praise  we 


thy  name  for  -  e  -     -  ver.  Show'r  down  thy  blessings 


/'-^ 


'JL. 


-» 


on  us  thy  creatures,  Who  now  implore  thy  mer  -  cy. 


Christ  victorious,   death's   great   Conqueror, 
Hear  us,   ihovi   sole  Redeemer. 
Come,  Holy    Spirit,    with    love   inspire   us, 
And  purify  our  hearts  for  prayer. 


1G;> 


FIRST  EVENING  HYMN, 


Animat' , 


^ 1 j 1 j__ .,,*=_=^_=>^_ 


Glo  -  ry      fo     thee,  my  God,  this   night.     For 

^•^T^ — i~T"r — r~' "f"~r~t~«"-F~~ 


zi 


=i^izii=5iEt=fEE^E:^=zEEE 


all  the  hlessings   of  the  light ;     Kepp  m<\     O    keep  me, 


King     of    kings,     Und:T  thy  own   al  -  -  mighty  wings. 

2  O  may   my  soul    on    thee    repose, 
And  with  sweet   sleep  mine  eye-lids   close  ; 
Sleep,   that   may   me  more  active   make. 
To  serVfe  my   God  when  I  awake. 

3  Should  death   itself  my  sleep  invade, 
Why   should   I  be   of  death  afraid  ? 
Protected    by   thy   saving  arm, 
Though  he   may  strike,    he  cannot  harm. 

4  Praise  God,    from    whom   ail   blessings  flow  j 
Praise   him,    all   creatures   here    below  ; 
Praise   him   above,    angelic  host ; 
Praise   Father,  Son,   and   Holy  Ghost. 


:  ^i4 

SFXOND  EVENING  HYMN 


riulin^  'v>i  d,    ''rpart.      No  more   .-.l- 


:=--aaT 


^ /^ o  o 


lu-e     or    vex  my  heart;    Let  ev'ry     van  -  i  -  ty     be 


?^^;^f! 


Tr — P^T — ^ "T 


— d--r-=^- 


would     bs          peaceiui             and       a  -     -  Icne. 
*^_^     _0_£Z^_ _    — 


165 


2  Here  let  me  search  my  inmost  mind, 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find  ; 

The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore. 
And  call  my ^ words  and  actions  o'er ; 

3  Reflect  how  soon  my  life  will  end. 
And  think  on  what  my  hope*;  depend  j . 
What  aim  my  busy  thoughts  pursue. 
What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  do, 

4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand, 

And  shall  I  waste  the  ebbing  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing  day. 
And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away  ? 

5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer. 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 

A  pardon  seal'd,  and  peace  v^ith  God. 

6  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart  j 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free. 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heav'n  and  thee. 


&  ^. 


1G6 


TE  DEUM  LAUDAMUS, 


For, 


We  prais-  thee,  O  God ;  we  acknowledge  ihee  to  be  the  Lord. 

iHlSgaiiiiip 


.^I± !»_•., 


All  the  earth  doth  worship  thee,  the  Father     ever-  lasting. 


To  tliee  all  angels  ci j"  aloud  :  the  heav'ns  and  all  the  pow'rs  therein. 


Pia. 


fcprftzfiPrprpTg; 


§.  _:0-:0.i».;*.!#-iA.iz:Lip_r;_pzfiiip_p_pT 
JL.p._pIcL_C.-L_JL_L.Li;L_L_L_L4' L__piil. 
J--P' fc-u-f::pl:-t±t_4=_t-tii=-P-Pj- 
. — U-l-Xi^.,^.^-^ X X 1 — 

To  thee  civ 


To  thee  civ  Fubim  andseraphim  con;in  -  u  -  al  -  Iv   do  cry, 
^    m    >  »>  ft    f 


::§=Pz&rp:::b:: 


167 


P'or. 


Holy,     holy,  holy,  Lord         God  of  Sabaoth ; 


P/a. 


— -I— F- 


Heav'n  and  earth  are  full  of  the     majesty  of    thy   glory. 


i2*~'^ZpzpzP- 1 


i 


For. 


m 

he  glor'ou 


;j 


ilia 


The  glor'ouscompaijy  of  the  apostles     prai     -    -     -     se     thee. 


Pta. 


I 


se     thee. 


Thegoodly  fellowship  of  the  prophets     prai     - 

^  _  _j^'ZZ^ 


SJ"KiE-F-F- 


168 


For. 


:j±:f::p:e± 


±i 


The  noble  army  of    mar  -  tyrs     pr  •• 


S: 


theci 


._ L_X@ 


Pla. 


§! 


The  holy  church,  thro'nut  all  the  world,  doth  acknowledge  thee, 

:5riE:ff:jE:(E:e:eie:i::dizpzzzzrzi^z:^ — 


For, 


""~~—--^'     I — ^ — _J — J.__=.| — "  I    — h—'-f—— f— — — — 

The      Fa  -  ther,  of  an     in  -  finite      majesty; 


Pia. 


Thine  a  -  dor  -  able,  true,  and      on  -  -  -  ly       Son  ; 


For. 


-e' 


I 


Also    the     Ho'y  Ghost,     the  Com  -  for  -  ter. 


Pia. 


Thou  art  the  King  of  Glory,       O 


^— — - 

Christ ; 


For. 


Thou  art 'lie  ever  -  histing  Son      of  the     Father. 


Pia. 


When  thou  tookest  up  -  on  thee  to   de  -  liver  man, 


T-~<S~W~W~V~W 


zmzwzM.zwzw.Z'^z 


170 


ft-m--^. 


:s:zft:xtz^ztztztT^ztztz  zztT. 


f — X zjzx -l-F-^ — 

thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  born  of  i         vir  -  gin. 


■b-t- 


For. 


When  thou  hadst  overcome    the       sharpness   of     death, 


thou  didst  open  the  kingdom  of  heav'n  to  all  be  -  lievers. 

P'la. 
Thou  sittest  at  thr  right  hand  of  God,  in  the  glory  of  the  Father. 

rL"E"l^"E~r"  tz^E^fef  ifii^ipipE:  :1  j  ■ 


For. 


171 


We  believe  that  thou  shalt  comt    to  be       our  judge. 


Pia, 


We      therefore  pi  ay  thee,      help     thy         servants. 


~^-p-T-p- 


^-^Zten 


tzwr^ZTZ- 


gsH 


e— 


whom  thou    hast   redeemed         with  thy  precious   blood. 


E^E^E^E^^E^SE 


Make  them  to  be  numbered  with  thy  saints,  in  glory  everlas'ing. 


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INDEX. 

Page 
Hymn  1.     For  the  Nativity  of  ouv  blessed  Lord 

and  Sa\iour                          ,  5 

2.  For  the  same  6 

3.  For  Good-Friday  7 

4.  For  Easter-Day                      ■Jlf  8 

5.  For  the  same  ib. 

6.  For  Whitsunday  9 

7.  For  the  same  10 

8.  For  the  same  1 1 

9.  For  the  Holy  Communion  ib. 

10.  For  the  same                              ,  12 

11.  For  the  same  13 

12.  On  the  New-Year  U 

13.  The  Christian's  Hope  15 

14.  On  Gratitude  to  God  17 

15.  On  the  glory  of  God   in  the  Starry 

Heavens  19 

16.  On  the  Providence  of  God  20 

17.  For  the  Mercies  of  Redemption  21 

18.  For  Public  Mercies  and  Deliverances  22 

19.  On  God's  Dominion  over  the  Sea  23 

20.  Which  may  be  used  at  Sea  or  on  Land  ib. 

21.  Prayer  and  Hope  of  Victory  24 

22.  For  the  Use  of  the  Sick  25 

23.  On  Recovery  from  Sickness  27 

24.  On  the  same  28 

25.  Funeral  Consolations  29 

26.  Christ's   Commission   to    preach    the 

Got;pel  30 

21 .  The  same  31 


176  INDEX. 

Page 

Hymn  28.  True  Happiness  only  in  God  31 

29.  The  transforming  Vision  of  God  32 

30.  The  safety  of  trusting  in  God  33 

31.  Confidence  in  God  34 

32.  Praise  for  National  Peace  36 

33.  Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earth,  and 

Sea  37 

34.  Divine  Protection,    Resignation,    and 

Gratitude  ib. 

35.  The  Unchangeableness  of  God  39 

36.  Humility  and  Contentment  ib. 

37.  Praise  for  temporal  and  Spiritual  Mer- 

i^fcies  41 

,38.  Divine  Goodness  42 

39.  Universal  Praise  43 

».  40.  Thanksgiving  44 

41.  The  Resurrection  of  Christ  45 

42.  Holy  resolution  47 

43.  Watchfulness  and  Prayer  48 

44.  Uncharitable  Judgment  49 

45.  Christ  our  Example  v       ^''• 

46.  The  Sabbath  51 

47.  The  Christian  Race  52 

48.  The  Ignorance  of  Man  ib. 

49.  Benevolence  rewarded  '  53 
;50.  The  Joys  of  Heaven  ,  54 
5  1.  Weary  Souls  invited  to  Rest  _  55 
'•,2.  Christ  the  King  of  Saints  56 

53.  The  Consolations  of  Age        ^  57 

54.  Joy  and  Gratitude  58 

55.  Divine  Goodness  59 

56.  Creating  Wisdom  60 

57.  Walking  by  Faith  ^  61 
5  8.  The  Lord's  Prayer  62 

59.  The  Universal  Prayer  63 

60.  Prudence  65 

61.  Praise  for  Rain  and  Fruitful  Seasons        66 


INDEX.  irr 

Page 
Hymn  62.  The  Excellency  and  Sttfficiency  of  the 

Scriptures  67 

63.  The  Mysteries  of  Providence  68 

64.  Unceasing  Praise  69 

65.  Trust  in  God  70 

66.  Christian  Moderation  71 

67.  Walking  in  Darkness,  and  trusting  in 

God  72 

68.  Preservation   at   Sea,   and   in   foreign 

Countries  73 

69.  Pardoning  Mercy  74 

70.  The  Example  of  Christ  75 

71.  The  Frailty  and  Folly  of  Man  76 

72.  Compassion  and  Forgiveness  ib. 
72.  Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel  78 

74.  The  Love  of  Truth  ib. 

75.  A  Song  of  Praise  79 

76.  Longing  for  Heaven  80 

77.  An  Evening  Hymn  81 
78.'  Divine  Goodness  82 

79.  God  our  Portion  83 

80.  Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence  84 

81.  Christ  the  Way  to  God  85 

82.  The  Blessing  of  the  Gospel  86 

83.  In  a  Thunder  Storm  87 

84.  Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver        88 

85.  On  the  Death  of  a  Child  89 

86.  Life  and  Death  90 

87.  Creation  and  Providence  91 

88.  Faith  in  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice  92 

89.  Folly  cured  by  Affliction  93 

90.  Storm  and  Thunder  94 

91.  Imploring  Divine  Influences  95 

92.  God  our  Creator  and  Benefactor  96 

93.  Repentance  and  Hope  97 

94.  Divine  Goodness  in  Afflictions  98 

95.  Charity  99 

96.  Winter  100 


\78  INDEX. 

Page 

Hymn    97.  Brotherly  Love  101 

98.  Te  Deum  102 

99.  The  Ways  of  Wisdom  103 

100.  Filial  Submission  104 

101.  A  Morning  or  Evening  Hymn  105 

102.  The  contrite  Heart  106 

103.  Communion  with  God  and  Christ  107 

104.  Submission  to  Afflictive  Providence  108 

105.  The  Trials  of  Virtue  109 

106.  Faith  in  God  in  a  time  of  Distress  110 

107.  Divine  Providence  towards  Man  and 

Beast  1 1 1 

108.  Resignation,  or  Good  out  of  Evil  1 12 

109.  For  a  New  Year  1 13 

1 10.  The  Reward  of  Faithful  Servants  1 14 

111.  Death  and  Heaven                          '  116 

112.  Remembrance  of  Christ  117 

1 13.  God  our  Refuge  in  Trouble  1 18 

114.  Christ  the  Wisdom  of  God  1 19 

115.  Divine  Goodness  to  Man  120 

116.  Holiness  121 

117.  Communion  with  Christ  122 

118.  Human  Misery,  and  Divine  Consola- 

tion                                              "^  123 

119.  The  Spring  124 

120.  Repentance  and  Pardon  125 

121.  Christ  the  Life  of  the  Soul  126 

122.  Thirsting  after  God  127 
?        123.  Trust  in' God's  Word  128 

124.  The  Discipline  of  God's  Providence  129 

125.  The  Influence  of  the  Divine  Spirit  130 

126.  Christ  the  Image  of  the  Invisible  God  131 
12 7-:  The  Pleasure  of  Religion  132 

128.  Love  to  God  and  Man  133 

129.  Peace  of  Conscience  134 

130.  Preserving  Grace  135 

131.  Devotion  136 
133.  Resignation  in  Death  137 


INDEX.  179 

Page 

Hymn  133.  Looking  at  Things  unseen  137 

134.  Jesus  Christ,   the    same   Yesterday, 

To-day,  and  Forever  139 

135.  Repentance  and  Hope  140 
135.  Divine  Goodness  141 

137.  Blessed  are  the  Poor  in  Spirit  142 

138.  The  Gospel  Feast  143 

139.  True  and  False  Zeal  144 

140.  Divine  Compassion  to  Sinners  145 

141.  The  Glory  and  Grace  of  Christ  146 

142.  The  Christian's  Resolution,  founded 

on  Jacob's  Vow  147 

143.  Praise  in  Prosperity  aad  Adversity  148 

144.  The  Hope  of  the  Resurrection  149 

145.  The  Beatitude  150 

146.  Submission  to  Providence  152 

147.  Blessings  of  tht  Gospel  153 

148.  The  Christian  Race  164 

149.  The  Eternal  Sabbath  155 

150.  The  Nativity  of  Christ  156 
15  1.  Self-Examination  157 
152.  Ardent  Love  to  Christ  158 

Gloria  Patri  159 

First  Morning  Hymn  161 

Second  Morning  Hymn  162 

First  Evening  Hymn  163 

Second  Evening  Hymn  164 

Te  Deum  Laudamus  165 


